Category: 2016-17 Submissions

Lush bushes poke, spiraling from the earth
an explosion of nature
Rubbery leaves fleetingly stroke my neck
Purple orchids tease and taunt
Silver steps bow to palms
an explosion of nature
Oxygen fills my lungs, child of the rainforest

Cats are perfection
They don’t need much
They don’t need to be walked
They don’t need toys, they will make their own
Cats are a soft love that needs no fuel
They are happy with soft blankets and cuddling
They make their approval know
And they disapproval apparent
Cats can be cold
They will destroy your things
They are independent
But when a cat loves you their love is pure

Sticky jack-o-lantern teeth
protrude from the bloody carcass
Born from a seed and a hope
It bloomed brilliantly, bloated and bulging
from the vine until
snapping crisply to be sliced acutely
A dissection
Discretely split and spread
Sweet ruby juice dripped from our chins
onto our shirts, red stains
A rookie murder

This is my sister
she’s something else
can’t explain why she is
i can feel it

Have that bond
with a person you never thought
they will be your sister,
our bond is like a lock that can’t be unlocked

I can’t go to anyone else
she can’t
we never go to another person
ever…..

That’s my sister
always sisters
for life
forever my sister…..

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Ann Richards School for Young Women Leaders

7th

It’s always late at night
we talk for hours
doing homework
gossiping

Don’t know why we stopped
but in person it’s better
she’s one of the only people i love to talk to

she’s going to be one of my best friends forever
forever…..
We understand each other
We help each other

like sisters
but we will always be
sisters…..

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Ann Richards School for Young Women Leaders

7th

It felt like we were alone
spending hours talking
like we were the only people alive
like the whole world died

I never knew what to say
it’s always hard to talk
because i was so focused on her
her only…..

The only thing i’m always about
the only person i could talk to every second
every minute
every hour

I wish she could be the only person to talk to
i wouldn’t want to be anywhere else
only talking to her
her only…..

I don’t know why i had nothing to say
but i just smile and smile
i’m so focused on her
her only…..

She can be 1 in a million people in the world
and i will always want to talk to her
her only…..

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Ann Richards School for Young Women Leaders

7th

Can’t call me ugly,
I’m a rose.
Can’t call me useless,
I’m a tree.
Can’t call me disgusting,
I’m natural.
Mother Nature created me for a reason,
Did she not?
I’m a plant,
You be a plant too.

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Ann Richards School For Young Women Leaders

7th grade