The Orphans

This is a random poem that wrote, but I never got to turn it in for class. It's based on a brief encounter I had with two little muslim kids while I was in Jordan 3 years ago.   Dusty, well traveled feet, Rosy cheeks, painted and peeled by a hot Middle Eastern sun. The …

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My Guitar

Creamy strawberry sherbet is painted on your curvy body. You always feel cold and smooth in my hands. You fit perfectly in my arms and feel calm and controlled under my fingers. I remember when I got you. It was Christmas and I was sixteen. I slowly unzipped your black cloth case and squealed when I …

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On a Train to Glasgow

Four more stops. I rest my cheek against an ice-cold windowpane That clouds as I exhale. I pass the ruins of religion, Much older than anything there is back home, And I remind myself not to forget. Three more stops. An English day with the clouds resting Heavy and grey, matching my thick, wool sweater. …

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Abuelito

Another poem for my English class. This is my recollection of my earliest memory of my dad's father. He laughed as I attempted to take refuge behind my daddy’s legs, But daddy stepped away leaving me abandoned: the ultimate betrayal. Then two tan hands With long, bony, ringed, fingers Found their way to me and …

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The Performance

Here's another poem for my English class :) Makeup is plastered on my face like icing on a cake; My hair cements into a perfectly round bun on my head, Not a single rebellious, wisp out of place. False eye lashes like miniature wings flap heavily on my eyelids. Whispers breeze through the curtains in …

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Changing the World

So for my creative writing class we have to write a poem every week... A POEM EVERY SINGLE WEEK. Help me. Any ways the topic for this week was to choose a specific moment in time and write about it. Also our poems can't rhyme. So here is my poem for this week. Feedback is …

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