You wanted so badly to be marveled at You sketched on your skin You painted your hands And you asked me to put them on display   You worked so hard to be a piece of art You flooded...

I live in a house of my own construction. It’s as white as the cloudless moon And as clean as fresh linoleum But with windows, more befitting to a board than an open home And with doors that...

  Her hands were always warm, even in the coldest places And the smoke staining the back of them seemed more like steam, to me Enveloping her in a fog; consuming us both in a tangible visage Of...

There once was a poet named Fred Who thought, “All the great poets are dead.” So with his own knife, He took his own life, And now all his poems are read.   John Smith was a...

Maybe it was the way I stumbled upon you like the sides of curbs Or the candy shoppe Same in sweetness and hidden away Tucked towards the underbelly of caked-boy gills And the breadth of recollection.   Maybe...

Lisa cries in her room. She hides from her family. In the kitchen, a pot boils over, And the sauce bubbles and burns on the eye of the stove. John’s room is vacant; He sits outside where...

Even in this hindering state A perplexed deal of corrosion I can still taste you, barley leaves With the traces of thyme and ocean. There is an itching in my fingers To their tip twined intercepts And...

She was a lost, little wildflower Without a place to call home One day she thought about How she was all alone   The beautiful mind of hers Shook and spun around Walls of regret...

Big girls don’t cry, but yet, they do Why are there labels for me and you? The pain in our hearts no longer obtains a limit Little by little, how can we understand it? The struggles that...

Sophomore Savannah Keith has been recognized for a regional and national award for Scholastic Art & Writing Awards. The Scholastic Art & Writing Awards program began in 1923 and recognizes the...

Long Lost Friend Nothing but the images of flowers Dancing the tango in the wind and She visits here everyday. The newly grown grass produces a strong aroma Covering the Georgian clay that...

Nihilism – The philosophical belief that the world, and human experience in particular, is without meaning, purpose, truth, or value.   This is for the times we flew too close to the sun, and...