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What My America Looks Like, a poem by Eboni, 13

Eboni Maxwell, 13 (Boston, MA) 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 bland; I wake up everyday and ask myself ¨Why are most people cruel and mean, racist and unapologetic… What made […]

“World,” a poem by Kai, 10

Kai Gajilan Fowler, 10 (Leonia, NJ) 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 yet  Bright, so bright,  The fight is bright,   Filled with light  But stressed, and fretting.  Stressed  Stressed for surviving […]

Frost (Portrait of Madame X): A Series in Ekphrasis by Ella Yamamura, 14

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 White, the Face of Winter ignores all else while being trapped within her  dark restraints that weigh her down— the only thing keeping her from […]