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My Dream, a poem by Skylar, 5

Skylar Chen, 5 (Knoxville, TN) My Dream Skylar Chen, 5 I had a dream. In my dream, I got on a swing. When I flew up to sky, I saw a wonderful sight. I heard birds chirping, I felt wind blowing my hair, I smelt fresh grass. I wish I could erase coronavirus from our […]

Saturday Newsletter: April 23, 2022

Stable (oil) By Savannah Chun, 13 (Dallas, TX), published in Stone Soup April 2022 A note from Tayleigh Happy First-Day-of-Spring-Session-Writing-Workshops! Our first Writing Workshop of the spring session—William Rubel’s—begins this morning at 9 AM Pacific, to be followed by Conner Bassett’s at 11 AM Pacific. Today is especially exciting for me because for the first time, I will be […]

Covid Memories, a poem by Nishka, 10

Nishka Budalakoti, 10 (Foster City, CA) Covid Memories Nishka Budalakoti, 10 I’ve been as confused As a dog who chased It’s tail and caught it I’ve been as angry As a crocodile Who just couldn’t catch A meek little mouse I’ve been as nervous As a small chipmunk In a group of bulls And yet […]