Spring, spring means a new beginning flowers bloom like opening their arms and welcoming us to spring Summer, some days in summer it pours and pours and everything is gray but then the next day it’s hot outside and a great day is waiting for you Fall, in fall leaves shift colors to red, orange, yellow, and even purple squirrels start collecting nuts and wind blows Winter, a cold cold season and if you don’t have a coat you will get too cold lakes freeze and animals go into hibernation but you can sled, ski, do snowball fights, and even … Continue reading Seasons

You rip the plastic Head to toe. You bite the bar Something sticky sticks to your teeth Like after a dentist cleaning. A hard cookie Crunch, crunch, crunch Like the sound of an apple dipped in honey. A smooth layer of dark chocolate Like a soft sheet of new snow. Continue reading BeTwixt Bar

YOU!!!! Gripping on tight to me Every second of the day I am being squeezed Into a hole My head being shredded To bits When I am finally left alone I am pushed into an Airtight case When I am only down To the last bit of skin You throw me away And find someone Just like me To torture Continue reading Pencil

I’m sorry I stole your food.Books kids feed you every morningBooks that help imagination blossomKids always have more forming. I stacked your books high on the shelfIn the sight of the hungry eye.You stared at me with such longing,I almost had to cry. The books you will have again,But I just have to sayForgive me.The kids read all day. Signed,Mrs. Teacher Continue reading I’m Sorry, Mr. Book Basket

I’m sorry for eating the Thanksgiving turkey, But boy, did it smell good. So, I ate it. It took me two minutes, to fit in my mouth, And I looked like a hamster, Putting food in its pouch. After I ate it, I was really quite plump, And on my back A Huge, Fat, Lump. In conclusion, I’m so sorry to say, That I ate your Big, Fat, Turkey, On Thanksgiving day. Your plump dog, – Ham Continue reading I’m Sorry for Eating the Thanksgiving Turkey

I’m from a tropical archipelago, towering fruit trees, thundering rainy days, blazing heat, sandy beaches on the Pacific Ocean and across the world. Bird watching all spring, and school every day. I’m from sweet mangoes, spiky red rambutans, and stinky durian, pancit and adobo, Chocolate bubble tea and sushi – my brother’s favorite. Thai take-out, pepperoni pizza on Saturdays, and tostadas on weekdays. I’m from friends scattered across the States, family across the world. Family in the country and my parents working all day. Continue reading Where I’m From

I have accidentally set your house on fire with the Jack o’ Lantern from Halloween. So I used what was left. A stone chimney to roast my big juicy marshmallows. Please forgive me but those marshmallows where amazing, so soft and sweet. Continue reading This is Just to Say

The gigantic and famous ship that exists There is a bitter wind on the deck That blows through my hair I can even take a little jog As the morning awakes I can go to the gym And even the swimming pool I will go to the cafe for brunch And have pancakes with tea At 12 a.m. I’m playing cards with my friends I am forced off my chair by the shake I brush myself off And go change my brand-new outfit I hear the captain run His legs are trembling, his mouth open in shock I run after … Continue reading A First-Class Passenger, Titanic

Scratch, scratch, scratch, Skin-colored octopus tentacles come, squeeze me force me to use my gray blood to write hundreds of words When there is no more blood, I must go to get my tongue shaved again so there is more lead like blood Until I start to shrink Until I cannot be strangled anymore then, I am crammed into another box but instead of young, fresh, ones, I am with pencils that are, like me, USELESS Continue reading Pencil

We need to have unity in all communities. No one’s a bad or good race. It doesn’t matter the color of someone’s face. We need to end racism. Black lives matter. We need to end racism or it will make everything sadder. Continue reading Unity

I’m from the brownstone homes on the east coast of America. I see bikers every day on the streets I live just a couple blocks away from Kids in parks Loud restaurants And packed stores Not a lot of cars driving Very busy sidewalks everywhere White and cold grounds every winter after school everyday Kids asking “will you be at the park after school?” I’m from my dinner table on Friday nights, eating pizza with my Dad, Mom, 2 brothers, Sister, And my dog June laying under the table We talk about our favorite thing that day Every week a … Continue reading Where I’m From

I’m from bookshelves full of windows, (apartments upon apartments), and biking ‘round loops in the park. I’m from yearly block parties. I’m from ramen, sushi, and fried rice. Pizza bites on the plate, dashing into my mouth. I’m from Antonia’s cooking. Alice and my sugar cookies, always there on Christmas to eat. I’m from issues with spelling. Making “My sweety Al” into: “My sweaty Al”. I’m from Antonia’s humor, and Jen and Henry W. I’m from “Mom!”, “Jasper!” and “stop saying ‘so’!” Along with “love bug”. I’m from “did you do anything usual today?” Continue reading Where I’m From

Your voice matters. Not your skin color, Gender, Or race. Your voice Has the power To let your Thoughts, Ideas, Opinions, Turn into A Colorful Stream Of words, Floating out To a land of Listening ears. Your voice, Can Change The World🌎 Continue reading Your Voice

Why do I have to be scribbled and written on every day? Why do I have to be stripped from a tree? Every day I get scratched by a horrid pencil. Is there anyway to stop that? NO. I can’t move, I can only get blown away by the wind. And flipped over by greasy hands. Do you care? NO. Continue reading Paper

As you grasp The crinkled clear packaging A scrumptious smell Of mint wedges itself Out of the wrapper And into the air It lures its prey in And when you least expect it It snaps Sending waves of flavor Oozing out Right into the victim’s mouth Continue reading Breath Mint

You seem so eager to receive me I dream you will never leave me But you just seem to spend me away Shall I never have an owner Who will keep me? Or will I always be given away? Continue reading Money

You think that I am a killing machine A monster. You believe that I am the ultimate predator but you are wrong You are the ultimate predator. You are always killing my kind because you are afraid of us But we should be the ones afraid of you. My kind will soon be extinct because you are afraid of us You kill and eat us but you don’t let us Kill and eat you. We don’t have noses that are especially made for smelling blood and we hate how humans taste. When we do attack you it is because we … Continue reading Sharks