Karise values nothing more than her friendship with John, the boy she secretly loves. But as a wedge is driven between them, she may have no choice but to bare her heart. ***Please feel free to
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These stanzas came to me one night and just wouldn't let up. Years later, I found someone who very much fits the characterization of the addressee. Fate? I wonder… Read More
When I was applying to colleges toward the end of high school, it frustrated me that I wasn't sure who to even ask for the information I needed. I didn't know what to do or how to… Read More
Long ago in elementary school, I had a "friend" I hung out with only because the whole school seemed to hate her. She wasn't a good person or a good friend, but no one deserves to be… Read More
When I was in high school, my dad did a TEDx talk on light pollution. All of the presenters and their families were invited to the show host's home for a potluck…and for the longest time, I… Read More
This is the first of a five-part series of poems written about my first boyfriend, back in high school. The other four are Trapped, You Are Lost to Me, Lost, and
Goodbye and Hello. …You get the… Read More
This is the second of a five-part series of poems written about my first boyfriend, back in high school. The other four are Shattered, You Are Lost to Me, Lost, and
Goodbye and Hello. You get the… Read More
This is the third of a five-part series of poems written about my first boyfriend, back in high school. The other four are Shattered, Trapped, Lost, and Goodbye and
Hello. …You get the picture…he wasn't my best… Read More
This is the fourth of a five-part series of poems written about my first boyfriend, back in high school. The other four are Shattered, Trapped, You Are Lost to Me, and
Goodbye and Hello. …You get the… Read More
This is the last of a five-part series of poems written about my first boyfriend, back in high school. The other four are Shattered, Trapped, You Are Lost to Me, and
Lost. …You get the picture…he wasn't… Read More
Back in high school, two of my favorite teachers were voted "most intimidating" in the class superlatives. I thought this was a bit unfair…and far too quick a judgement. Read More
Back in high school, two of my favorite teachers were voted "most intimidating" in the class superlatives. This unfair judgement of one teacher in particular struck a nerve for me. Read More
When I originally wrote this in high school, I tried to be clever with the title so no one would figure out I was addressing global warming and the arguments that tend to spring up around the… Read More
Years ago in middle school, I boarded my horse (who is no longer mine) at a barn belonging to one of my trainer's other students. I was friends with this student for some time…until in one moment… Read More
Years ago in middle school, I boarded my horse (who is no longer mine) at a barn belonging to one of my trainer's other students. I was friends with this student for some time…until in one moment… Read More
I wrote this years ago. I repeat, years ago. This is the single most depressing poem I've ever written, taking place during the apex of middle school when things were at their worst. Read More
