Poetry
— Unseen, seen, unseen. Blink and it will disappear. In cover it waits for no one knows what. Lost in the mid-Pacific, traps protect the jewel, never to be found. Only...
— What My America Looks Like Eboni Maxwell, 13 My America looks like chaos, a burning flame that cannot be put out and continues to grow. My America is dull and...
— World Kai Gajilan Fowler, 10 Bright, so bright But Lonely, and tired. Lonely Lonely from being isolated for so long Tired Tired of being bruised and battered and scarred And...
— The Face of Winter She stands— a frozen flower; frostbitten. A gaze that could wither the sturdiest tree is aimed at the right. Bull’s eye. With skin fairer than Snow...
— A nine-year-old observes the borrowed life of a rented farmhouse—fake flowers, visiting cats, painted oceans—cataloging what is temporary and what endures.
— A young poet confronts political corruption through wordplay, contrasting kleptocracy with democracy while invoking patriotic imagery turned ironic.
— A girl recounts a week on a farm where cats have the wrong names, adventures lead through tick-filled grass, and moments are too perfect for words.
— Two ekphrastic poems respond to paintings: one explores faceless figures and their mysteries, the other imagines a giantess holding sheep above the earth.
— A child describes the frozen world inside a Henri Rousseau painting where a tiger sits tamed, a man holds blank paper, and nothing moves or grows despite appearing alive.
— A poem traces a plant's journey from sprout breaking through soil to flower blooming in sunlight, celebrating each stage of growth.