Poetry

School for Girls

Poem: Clock

Clock Clock please stop your hands please stop your hours that I'm getting old please clock, stop the day that now my love is here don't go any more days my love is here now my ha [...]
Hispanic girl writing

Poem: Lost in My World

By Dom Lost in my world of emotions when I hear your name, I wanna cry, When I see your face I wanna shout, When you walked towards me I got butterflies, When you said hi I simply smiled, When you walked away I went through hell and back, But when I think of the past I realize...... I’m alright, I guess, I’m [...]

Where I am From

I am from the love and care of tender hands. I've always thought you could tell a lot about a person by the look and the feel of their hands. If my grandma was still alive today and you asked her to hold out her hands you would see the lines of scars from her labor in kitchens and burns from ovens. She was born in America, [...]