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She Felt Loved
She felt comfort as her mom did her makeup in the bathroom as music played. She felt pretty as she put on her first homecoming dress and walked down the…
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In Pursuit of Escape from Today
I always feel so cold, As I am searching for peace. How I wish to find it in a book, Or a black-and-white movie,
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Brown Skinned Beauty
Love and kindness welcomed me with wide-tooth combs and rosemary Love and affection surrounded me with sweet R&B and smells of honey
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No Road is Long with Good Company
I once had a friend who had a sole purpose: To protect and support as I put in the miles. Faded, torn, worn through many trials, For no road is…
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Summer Strengths Based Writing Program
Interested in a summer program to develop your writing skills? If you live in Bond County, Illinois or East St. Louis, Illinois Fill out this form to let us know…
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This Summer
The weather starts to feel familiar, Warmer days force me to remember I see us running, barefoot and laughing, Racing through backyards and bushes
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East St. Louis, IL Flyers Writing Contest
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Greenville, IL Comets Writing Contest
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A Vagabond
I come from large airport terminals And loud intercoms. I come from the clanging of suitcases And cacophonies.
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Metamorphosis
I’m wrapped tightly in a clean-creased-cocoon. Isolated and invisible from public-eye
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Living In a Dumpster Fire
The feeling, the sense, the being of despair. Despair of feeling decent, for once in my life. The drowning feelings of disarray.
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Haibun: Between Pink Stained Fingers
There’s a crab apple tree in my backyard. It’s been there for twenty years, four years older than I.
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My Light in the Dark
Maybe I overreact Maybe I’m just sensitive But ever since the third, Nothing’s the same.
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Why I’m Quitting Political Radicalism
I came of political age in a world of mass death and natural destruction. My first ballot was cast wearing a mask and standing six feet apart from everyone...
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Above It All
The sky was almost too blue to be real. The perfectly-shaped clouds slowly shifted across the sky. The grass was so green and fresh like I’d never seen it before.
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Heke Mai
Kate stays in her bed, day-in and day-out. But she still doesn’t feel awake or well-rested.
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Early Morning in the Ozarks
Table Rock Lake sits below me. Fog covers it like a blanket whispering through the trees,
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Lago Su Bella
Big red letters arch over my head as I walk through the front doors under the “Lago Su Bella” sign.
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Tulips
By Jordan Muscal, 17, Texas INT. GROCERY STORE, MORNING The automatic doors of a grocery store open. The AC buzzes loudly. Through the speakers, a country radio station blasts. A…
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Desired
By Malakhi Tanner, 17, Michigan I wanted so dearly to run forward, to steal myself a purpose, but feared grasping at hanging, tawdry fruit—rotten produce, neglected offspring of the tree.…
