Category: 2023-2024 Submissions

Too many clothes with not enough hangers,
My dirty hamper, that I’ve had since I was 5 that is also destroyed,
My tiny little suitcase that I can’t even use,
And a ton of shoes that barely fit,
One random electric candle that I’ve never lit,
Halloween costumes that I don’t need,
Bins of stuffed animals that my sister takes and keeps,
And old school supplies that I could probably use but don’t,
A “Goldilocks and the Three Bears” story,
On the cover there is porridge,
And random stuff because my parents use my closet as storage.

I used to…(softball)

I used to not be able to hit the ball
But now I hit home runs

I used to not catch anything
But now I play catcher

I used to be scared
But now I am ready for anything

I used to be scared to get dirty
But the only way to play is dirty

I used to play easy
But now I have broken a bone and sprained three things

I used to only have played 1 season
But now i’m moving on to my 12th season

I used to not know anyone
But now I know almost everyone

To you, yesterday
I have nothing to say.
The butterfly effect is real, haven’t you heard?
Noun: “(in chaos theory) the phenomenon whereby a minute localized change in a complex system can have large effects elsewhere”
You know?
So I have nothing to say to you,
Yesterday,
As I fear of a change too great
To ever be realized. To ever be Not-Realized.
If I did, though-
If and only if-
I’d say to keep going.
Yesterday was once today
Was once tomorrow.

Very plain when you first glance at it,
but you have to take the time to see if there’s something there.
Smiling up at me making a silly face,
dust and dirt residue rim the glassy edges,
Although it might not be pretty it’s not ugly.

It wants completion,
the need to be useful painted right on the surface.
For it has a want to be liked,
to be seen and called interesting,
to be looked upon and called lovely.

Its colorless pigment is bright as day,
and the bouquets,
put on display even if they’re plastic.
Bundles of sapphire blue and emerald green,
whether or not you can smell them won’t make a difference.
It knows it’s better than having nothing to show off,
and that being something is better than being nothing.

An ordinary vase.

The beaming waterfall,
Bright and glowy,
Soft and sparkling,
With the soothing instrumental,
Very sentimental.
Glistening and glittering,
Fast and flickering.
The glowing waterfall,
Standing high and tall,
With the slow call
Of water.

Back in 1980
I was watching the Olympics
At the little age of nine, not yet ten,
Full of confidence and spite,
As nine year olds are,
I found myself to be better than all of them.
“If I was on that team-”
“If I did that flip-”
Suddenly I became an expert in all sports
Tricks, flips, kicks,
And Ifs.
South Korea got zero medals
But I won gold.

I used to sit outside and watch my dog jump in the pool and play around
But now I sit inside and watch tv with my dog

I used to go to bed at 8:00
But now I go to bed at 10:00

I used to hate reading
But now I do it all the time

I used to read a book with my mom at night
But now I sit in my silent room tell I fall asleep

I used to play in the mud after it rained at school
But now I do my homework or read

where is my shoe is it on me is it on you is it in the zoo??? Is it outside in the coop is it with the que ball on the floor or on the door. Maybe it grew and flew i really wish y’knew. You know maybe its in the stew brewing too. It could be on the statue with the shampoo or with a true crew. It may have the flew and be glued to my floor and maybe a bit of gore. I think im having a breakthrough it may have a whold view and see bamboo and a taboo while geting a tattoo. Or it’s looking right at you through the roof. Maybe I will just review and eat bbq.

Where I’m From
by: Ren Hewgley

I am from the sloth that my grandpa gave me before he passed and my soccer ball.

Form Nike and Nerds ( the candy )

I am from the smell of my mom’s penne casserole

Warm, delicious, and the best thing ever

I am from my brother’s garden and the purple flowers in a pot by our swimming pool

I’m from Christmas and going to my grandma’s house

From my mom and my dad

I’m from my loving Sadie and Rise and Shine

From time to pick roses and it’s Friday Jr.

I’m from Easter morning, egg hunts, and easter baskets

I’m from Austin, TX yall, and Viridian Way.

From my mom’s fantastic ranch dip and my quesadillas that my brother doesn’t eat

From the time my mom and dad met through friends

The time my grandpa and I went fishing together for the first time.

My nightstand with Poppy’s picture on it.

Dark and Scary
Piles of clothes become monsters in the dark
Will the doors be open or shut tonight?

Creek!
Clothes grandma nite by hand that you never wear
Hey!
What’s my chair doing in there?

That one moldy burrito you thought disappeared
That one piece of clothing that is so covered in paint it seems as if you painted it yourself
Just a plain old shelf

That one lonely sock without it’s other pair
Hey!
What are you doing there?