look at you, your bones are hollowing out skin crumpling like wet cardboard sallow yellow veins stale running on evaporated waste where is the zest … Continue reading lemonade stand (a poem)
sister, she wrote they are coming for you run hide save yourself. but I was not going to flee to do that would be to scatter the leaves of the trees whose seeds I have sown this school these girls fierce and strong flowers but not yet in bloom a field of two hundred million… Continue reading autumn: a poem for Qiu Jin, Chinese poet, feminist, revolutionary, & martyr
Recently, I tried out for my school's slam poetry team. I hadn't even known that our school had a slam poetry team until the very last day of tryouts, so you can imagine that I was a little bit frantic. At lunch, I ran to the room that someone had told me the tryouts were being held… Continue reading Slam Poetry Tournament Prep!