By Elle Gordon, TIWP StudentVoice A (A), Voice B (B), Together (C) A: TiredB: TiredA: TiredC: NOA: I have this worksheet.B: The deadline was so long ago. A: RestB: RestA: RestC: NOA: Work hard.B: Do this if there is no place to go. B: TryA: TryB: TryC: NOA: There is no stability in try.B: Don’tContinue reading “Two Voice Poem”
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First Kiss
By Elle Gordon, TIWP Student I’ve never been kissed.Well, one that counts.You hear of your first kiss, at 13, with your Romeo and Juliet, or however else you identify.But what if you were four,you didn’t want to be an outcast so you did it that you weren’t sure?You thought nothing of it but a decadeContinue reading “First Kiss”
The Harshness
By Taryn Pearce, TIWP Student She had a dreamer’s heart and a sparkle in her eyes that no one could forget. Her soul was sweet and the chaos made her beautiful. But then the harshness of the world got to her. Drenching her in its sick rain, filled with hatred. It extinguished the flame thatContinue reading “The Harshness”
The Impossible Rules of Being A Teenage Girl
By Taryn Pearce, TIWP Student You have to get good grades, have an amazing social life and also look untouchable. Everyone seems to have an opinion. Don’t show too much skin, cause then you’re a slut, but if you don’t show enough, you’re a prude. Don’t party because it’s unattractive, but if you don’t, thenContinue reading “The Impossible Rules of Being A Teenage Girl”
Paradox
By Kea Yoshinaka, TIWP Student Come over and hold meI’m lonely but I hate you— I hate myself more.I’ll shove you.Please don’t shove back.Sensitivity has never been too fond of me. I stare at the ceiling.I’m anxious and chaoticbordering neurotic and holding on to whatever I’ve got left.I guess I suck the fun out of life.I’ve threaded myContinue reading “Paradox”
Words of the Universe
By Olivia Tiffin, TIWP Student Subtlety, it’s danced across my heart. Weighing every step, one thousand pounds. A tickle reached my chest as it swam through the rivers of my blood. Stars twinkled above my head, speaking the universe’s bidding. The air around me drops, twisting my lungs into a knot. The breeze felt likeContinue reading “Words of the Universe”
Scheduled Programming
By Hazel Smith, TIWP Student you dance in the harsh lightspotlightunclean machiavellian soulsdecay that only spreadscoating daylightin ash now darkness fallscuffs that once held heroes,confining the wrists of horrors the ones that line my history bookthe tragic atrocities that trickle into fill the previously blank pages programming blares on,switched off, by me
Dance Floor
By Hazel Smith, TIWP Student up and downrollercoastersstanding on a highwaydress billowing in the windthe mind of a scholartoo shy to speakthe old man twirls his wifelittle girls spinning on the dance floor petals thrownphoto boothhelps us to remember not to forgetpictures with propsyour face in a locketthe old man twirls his wifelittle girls spinningContinue reading “Dance Floor”
Sweet Talk
By Caroline Crossland, TIWP Student Dear Sweet Talk, Let me rewind your brain, just a little, from the white tops of my lavender fingertips and tell you a little story about the golden trophy who stands tall and wide with its cape and crown. And I’m going to make it even more dazzling for you,Continue reading “Sweet Talk”
Touch
By Kayli Harley, TIWP Student I miss touch, the gentle caress of angelic skin, the clasping of giving hands, the embrace of tired limbs. I long for the communion of strangers, the brushed shoulders in crowded city streets, the occasional grazing of fingertips, the oblivious privilege of presence. I yearn for innate connection, the alternative to words, the warmth of a hand on my back, theContinue reading “Touch”
