Life Slow MoBy Ada Heller
Wet hair clings to my cheeks
salty from the rain
Drops like tears slide down my nose
as the gray of the sky peers down upon me
Barefoot in the grass
for a few moments
I forget about the life I am crushing below
With my eyes closed
Shadows Need LightBy Hiba Faruqi
A ransacked village in India is where my lineage began
Women, I will
Can never, ever know.
Tribulations my western brain
They made me.
I have the blood of
Could It Be Better Tomorrow?By Matt Logan
An act of courage is what I call,
In the eye of a parent a plummeting fall.
An hour-long lecture will send him on his way.
It just seems like another reason to run away.
These are words of wisdom you should borrow.
It will be better tomorrow.
What’s Inside of You?By David Henderson
“To Strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.”
Thou shalt never give up,
What is rightfully his,
Never whimper away from fears,
Never give away their tears,
Fight for what is right,
Inside the brightest of light,
We shall all have,
Crying for the BeautyBy Catherine Strayhall
With winter gone, she can THROW her window open wide
With spring arriving, she can dance in bright SUNSHINE.
This is what it is to LIVE without regret;
To know she can NEVER FORGET, only move on.
With BLUE above, so open, so clear and bright
The Endless SpiritBy Emily Hilderhof
A bright desire shines, wanting to be noticed.
Throughout the day,
she begins to lose hope, starting
to diminish as if she were to disappear.
Fading to nothing more than a shadow
of what once was.
The CoffinBy Jack Kavanaugh
The coffin wood grabs at my clothes
The wood chokes me
The darkness attacks me
The weariness crawls around me
When it opens the sun grabs me
I am back
About My LifeBy Brady Barnes
I messed up with my life
Now I get held with a knife
I am out here trying to survive
I’m glad I’m still alive
I sit in JDC
Thinking how my life is going to be
My dad told me I would be aborted
To my mom I was important
Out of This WorldBy Asher Abrahms
In my poem “Out of this World,” I explore the theme of oppression and the ways in which Leonard Peltier’s Prison Writings and Rachel Zucker’s “Paying Down the Debt: Happiness” evidence this central theme.
Roller CoasterBy Matthew Lippe
Life has been a roller coaster,
it’s had missing tracks,
and plenty of bumps,
but I don’t stop.
I don’t stop in the middle of the ride,
even though there might be a downfall.
But I’m not saying there hasn’t been high places,
Vacant BoxBy Hannah Jenkins-McCann
The first box of society is the family, were born into, the box referred to as home, where we are made and broken. Willingly kept within four lines, that we’ve been conditioned of what boundaries, can and will not be crossed.
Hidden StrengthBy Catherine Strayhall
I’m hanging from the edge.
Nothing stands between me
and falling but my own waning strength.
What if I fall? What if I seriously hurt myself?
Crown of DaisiesBy Lauren Hassan
I am but a girl with scars,
Not those that are seen,
The kind buried beneath it all,
I am but a girl with a dream,
Like any other you will see,
I am unique,
But still like any other,
I’ve been thrown,