Article Category: Poems

Stone Soup Magazine
July/August 2018

By Ana Carpenter

Sometimes I pretend I am the queen of the world Gliding in a silver sleigh of dreams My dress is made of ripped up clouds And my crown is woven with...

Say one sentence An ember sparks Say another Wind blows and swirls One more A wildfire Karinne Ulrey, 10Los Gatos, CA Eli Breyer Essiam, 10Cambridge, MA

Stoplights reflect off the bay The faint sound of glasses clinking and people talking is carried on the breeze The moon is shrouded by clouds Towering...

  I was at the pond one day, feeding the fish, under the hot sun. When clouds have a conversation with the sun. A cool wave of air touches my fingers and toes....

way too short and now there’s this feeling you know the one that’s like scratching sandpaper with your teeth or really more like where your teeth used to...

  The chair by the avocado tree had turned a faded green from wear For years it sat untouched behind the orange-red sunsets Built for the old lady with the...

Miss-takes are like tissues instead of icing on a cake. Tying balloons to a garbage can made of aluminum. Take a miss Miss a take Tiss a make Aiss a ike Eiss...

The moon ate my heart. My vision was tainted. I staggered forward, uncertain. I heard something disappear. I think— I am myself. I taste the hole in my...

What’s inside my messy head? Being funny And when I’m dead. Things I should’ve Done and said. And always stress About things lost And of my actions What will be...

In the African sun there was a lion and the house cat. One day the cat told the lion to have a race. So the race started. They ran so fast a rock fell on the...