• Guest Post wrote a new post, Fading 2 months ago

    “Fading” by Colt Kreeger

    This city of oil:
    Boom birthed bustling boroughs here.
    Now houses rot silently

    somber like tombstones
    memorializing lifeless dreams.

    This oil town knows,
    Boom begets bust.
    Like Ame

  • A Sunday Morning in the Mountains

     

    You can’t remember the last time

    there wasn’t snow. 

    Is it actually fall?

    The TV is playing cartoons

    The smell of coffee 

    You can hear your daughter 

    playing in her roo

  • Little town is my town, bound by the South PlatteLittletonLined with memories of people come and goneAnd family of many generations. Little town is my town, my childhood it holdsLittleton remains a place of my

    • Noemi replied 1 month ago

      I like your poem because it talks about why you like your town.

  •  I would Journey along the scenic byways of the Rocky Mountains at sunrise Hike an unexplored trail at dawn and Breathe deeply, inhaling and exhaling slowly to enter into a meditative state To appreciate a

    • Noemi replied 1 month ago

      I like your poem because it explains how you enjoy going hiking and it talks about nature.

  • Home welcomes me every evening with eyes wide and glowing with happy light.   Home’s smile is wide – inviting me into the familiar sights, smells, and sounds. Once inside, her hug is warm and comforting, I feel

  • He was born prematurely Ten days in a test tube He had hope for freedom His parents didn’t stop crying   He finally arrived home He was put in a cradle Like a boxing arena He was thinking about freedom   He was

    • I really like this poem and the accompanying photo! I had not considered space as a “place” – when I wrote my poem I only thought in terms of very specific places. The line “the video game was his friend” is intriguing because video games so often have a negative reputation. And I like how the last three stanzas all consider freedom with a different verb. The poem also makes me wonder what kept him from having freedom before “the stars called him.” Thank you for this poem that gives the reader a lot to think about!

  • Flesh and Blood (But Mostly Blood)

    Blood is a part of my life. Not because I’m injured frequently, but because I was born with a condition. A condition that about half of the population shares. I was born with

  • Dear Mr. Vasquez,

    I was always one to say what’s on my mind. In fact, I might have said more than I was supposed to. Always scolded by my mother, “No andes diciendo todo, aprende a tener filtro mija por fav

  • To the faded red button-up coated in white hibiscus flowers:

    I saw you idly sitting on a shelf, some guy in a polo giving you a second glance. I watched, desperately hoping he’d walk away. When he did, I tried t

  • Falling in love

    Have you ever fallen in love? I mean really truly fell in love. Well, I have, at least I got as close as I could. I fell in love with dance. For as long as I can remember the feeling of throwing

  • Cassette tape

     

    Will you be the harmony to my melody and finish this duet?

    -NRV

     

    Cassette tapes; walkmans; stereos; cd players. Chocolate; flowers; poetry; love.

    They’re nothing but lost things, waiting to

  • An Egalitarian Society

    Throughout history, and the present time, men have been considered as the superior gender. The ones that conquered lands and ruled empires. Women weren’t allowed to do any of those t

  • Feel the flow

     

    Have you ever wondered why we’re here? why we exist? I often find myself thinking about this, but I can never come up with the right answer. Life is too complex and difficult to understand. Like

  • I sat there, my back hunched, and my glasses reflecting the light that was coming from the monitor in the dark room.The pc was on and was starting to heat up. I could spend hours like this and not worry about

  • Hands are funky little things. Doing something as simple as grabbing my phone, brushing my hair, even typing this up right now, makes me realize how amazing they really are, for allowing us to do so much. Life

  • One big impact in my life was my brother leaving home. It was simple, he no longer liked school. It all started when he stayed out late at the age of 16. He began to date girls, and he wanted to be older. He told

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    Hi, New Family

     

    We sit at the table conversing while eating a meal we were invited to. Talking and having fun. Soon I hear my biological aunt say we’re “adopting” a new family. She says she was joking,

  • Winter is the coldest season of the year, not a lot of people enjoy the cold season. But me? I love the cold season. You watch the snow fall, or so I’ve seen in movies because here in Austin it doesn’t snow, but

    • Dear Liz vazquez:
      I am happy with your post “La Temporada de invierno es mi temporada” because a mi tambien me gusta el invierno porque tomo chocolate caliente.También me gusta por que puedo estar en mi cama con mis cobijas viendo youtube.

      One sentence you wrote that stands out for me is “me alegra esta temporada”creo que esto es emocionante porque viene el tiempo de navidad de pasar tiempo con tus seres queridos.También porque después del frio podemos ir a las montañas a la nieve.

      Gracias por tu escritura espero ver lo que escribes a continuación por qué me gustó mucho tu escritura. Habla sobre el tiempo que te gusta a ti y es unos de tus tiempos favoritos.

  • We celebrate Global Diginity Day by giving to charities an helping people as much as we can. Some of the thing can be helping your maid an rrespecting her in the school. We saw several presentations on the stage

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