sometimes, Samantha writes
the sun streams brightly
refracted by windowpanes –
nature’s alarm clock.
This week’s edition of Raising Voices comes from one of my daughter’s school mates. Ciela is 13 years old and loves writing fanfic for her favorite anime shows. 360 more words
Looking at the mirror,
Girl, what’s on your mind?
Is it what your eyes ask you to see,
Or what society asks you to find? 172 more words
Poetic Prospect of Jonathan Tharpe
Take two women,
Observe them from two feet away
One with smoothed, tanned skin
One pale, as if she never saw the light of day… 178 more words
BY NAOMI SHIHAB NYE
Music lives inside my legs.
It’s coming out when I talk.
I’m going to send my valentines… 345 more words
She put on a mask and carried on with her everyday,
Trying to be what it was supposed to be,
Vowing to be there with the seemingly ‘always- right’ gentry. 137 more words
Bury into your mental faster than a
ravenous beetle, need a stage like a crack addict has to be needled.
I’m passing the steeple– can’t trust any of… 116 more words
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