Poetry
— As we lay in the sharp blades of wet grass You told me that Theoretically We all turn to walls When we don’t know I’m not quite sure I understood....
— And so the monster woke A cold sweat down its neck. A horrible dream Replaying in its mind. A perfect angel, Skin of porcelain Eyes of blue. Hair falling in...
— A speaker flees with something precious that transforms from innocent to dangerous, until pursuers take it away, leaving emptiness.
— A quilt with intricate patterns of flowers and pine trees holds untold stories and unasked questions in its silent, soft interior.
— A speaker confronts someone who abandoned something precious, comparing the forsaken object to a wilting flower and a stray dog, questioning their conscience.
— A student's school bag becomes impossibly heavy with metaphorical weight until they decide their health matters more than attendance.
— A student's back-to-school list prioritizes soccer gear, cologne, and hair gel over school supplies, reluctantly adding pencils at the end.
— Autumn comes alive through sensory comparisons — rainbows after rain, warm pumpkin seeds, leaves showering down, and sun playing hide-and-seek with clouds.
— A child observes another child eating ice cream alone while she laughs with friends at school, reflecting on their shared humanity despite different circumstances.
— A poem captures the immersive act of writing as ink consumes the page, until external sounds and the command to 'Look up' break the spell.