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A Hummingbird’s Colors
Family from generations ago, Traveling far to reach a place For a better life Just like a bird migrates in the spring,
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The Summer Evening
My earliest memory is but a blur. Fragmented parts of a scene. There are people, but their features are hazy. There are places and things, but they dance on the…
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My First Heartache
By Anonymous, 16 You burned Your smile into my eyes. I thanked you for this gift, And tucked it on my lowest shelves So I could Pluck it easily when…
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How to Build a Mannequin
I was inspired by the Asian culture while writing this poem. Growing up, being compared to children I’ve never even met is a common occurrence. It’s an internal competition between…
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Where I Am From
After a four-year poetry hiatus, I created "Where I am From" as an assignment for English class. My situation at the time left me craving respite from all the craziness…
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How I Lost My Mom
By Hannah Sterkel, 18, Missouri Creeping into my parents’ bedroom, I stand on my tiptoes to peer over the bed at them. My mom is holding the biggest teddy bear…
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Thirty Years
I see a lot of stereotypes about older married couples squabbling constantly. There seems to be a commonly-held view that love will inevitably deteriorate over time, and I believe that…
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Flat Soda
A small room, Bunked with my brothers, Laughing together, Until the sun rises on this harmonious moment, And we journey together into the new day. All gathered, A klatch around…
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Dear Future Daughter
By Camyia Shobe-Thomas, 16 I was mostly raised by my dad so I was taught to be strong, Taught to never let people see you cry, So I lived by…
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I Miss Her
By Helen Ngo, 16 Medium: paper and colored pencil This is a portrait of my beautiful grandmother–a reference I took myself when I visited her long ago. I wanted to…
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Before the Fall
By Tiffany Huynh, 18 Medium: pen and ink I drew a landscape (a street in Saigon before the Fall of Saigon in 1975) that symbolically depicts my origin story. I…
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Western Portrait
By Trish Le, 17 Grandma says: Con, bring an umbrella, look more AmericanNo boys will like you if you don’t look AmericanBe more American means be more white means disappearMy…
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Introductions
Hannah Sterkel, 17 Hello! My name is Hannah. I am seventeen years old and I live in St. Louis. My pronouns are she and her. I have a dog named…
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Knowledge
People say that knowledge is power and if that is true then I wanted to be powerless again.
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It’s Safer in My Bedroom
It's safer in here. Love, your anxious daughter
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Daughters and Sons Treated Differently: A Mother’s Complex Love
The biggest thing in life that I have overcome is learning how to accept people for who they are.
