Author: Harry H

Ronald Acuña Jr.

Ronald Acuña Jr.
By Harry Howeth

BAM goes the ball into the night sky,
SHHH goes the player sliding into home
WOW goes the crowd after witnessing the play.
The baseballs fly off his bat,
his cheetah speed around the bases,
he is truly unique.

He leads the league in steals and OPS,
he donates to children,
he is a great human,
and his name is Ronald Acuña Jr.

Ronald Acuña Jr.
By Harry Howeth

BAM goes the ball into the night sky,
SHHH goes the player sliding into home
WOW goes the crowd after witnessing the play.
The baseballs fly off his bat,
his cheetah speed around the bases,
he is truly unique.

He leads the league in steals and OPS,
he donates to children,
he is a great human,
and his name is Ronald Acuña Jr.

Goodbye

Goodbye
By Eleanor Martin

Goodbye to the careless days of childhood,
when all I wanted was to see a unicorn.
Goodbye to the schoolwork I’ve held onto since Pre-K,
things I don’t remember doing.
Goodbye to the bandaids I’ve freakily kept
(no remorse there)
Goodbye to the old cosmetics,
that turns my bathroom counter into an ocean of skincare.
Goodbye to the old friends,
whose names I don’t remember
Goodbye to the ancient bag of chips in the back of the pantry,
a weird flavor nobody likes.
Goodbye to all the memories I’ll still hold onto forever.

This is where i’m from

I am from my good old bunk bed
From books I never read
I am from the big refreshing pool
and the steamy hot tub
I am from the plant we’ve had for over 13 years
Whose name is Mr. Plant
I am from L.O.Ls and Barbies
From the Linvilles and the Benders
I am from silliness and stupidness
and from love
I am from Scott Linville and Meryl Bender
From bagged mashed potatoes and sweet beans
from my first steps
and from my most recent
I am from those moments

Transformation

I used to be sad, but now I’m happy
I used to have no one, but now I have everyone I need
I used to have weight on my shoulders, but now I’m a feather falling onto a puddle, I’m a free bird
I used to hate everything, but now I enjoy the little things
I used to believe that nothing will get better, but now everything has changed

The Things That Make Me, Me!

I’m from Willie
From pecan trees and ziplines
I am from friends are family
Whose plants danced in the sun
I am from casio and sunglasses
From McKinney and Balter
I am from movies on fridays and basketball on sundays
And from open windows on weekend mornings
I am from Boston trips
I am from pop and ma
From frozen pizzas and pasta
From good friends
And from trampolines
I am from those moments and my family

Where I’m from

I’m from a pink blanket
I’m from a white bed with a puffy blanket
I’m from a car that took my family around the world
I’m from a nail polish that’s hardened on the top
I’m from a water bottle that has bumps and scratches
I’m from a phone that is dipped and dives into water
I’m from a couch that is filled with my stuffed animal
I’m from a banana that is sting lonely on the counter top
I’m from a shirt that has marks that tells it’s been sewed
I’m from a comb that has black hair all wrinkled up

Aro/Ace

In a world full of love and romantics,
It’s easy to feel lost.

When everyone’s talking about crushes and dates,
I feel lost.

Boys chase after girls,
Girls chase boys,
Boys chase boys,
Girls chase boys.

And I’m lost.
Ungendered,
Not feeling anything for anyone at all.

My Dreary Past

I’m from a dusty mirror, above an old clock, from a stuffed animal and bought blanket, I am from an angry household, and a four-room house, I am from a big oak tree that once got cut down, whose branches I would climb when it was windy, I am from a necklace engraved with an s, and a blue bracelet I never take off, from the Canelos and Richer family, I am from an angry family, filled with rage and depression, and from an independent family, I am from Saint Ignatius Church, I am from Betty and Ken Richer, from pizza and ice cream, from a ten-k race, that I finished with pride, from wanting to learn Spanish when I was young, I am from those moments in my colorful past, and the memories I’d wished I had forgotten all those years ago.