Jun 21

Color

When I was in preschool
my favorite color was purple
because I loved the way
a new purple crayola marker
looked on a fresh piece of paper.

By kindergarten I decided
I needed to dislike purple
because it was too girly
so I started searching
for a new favorite color.

Babysitting my three and a half year old
cousin I discovered
her favorite color is purple.
It made me smile and miss
new purple crayola markers
even though I have fallen in love
with the shade of green
that hemlock's turn when covered
in snow on a sunny day.
Jun 13

Heifers

I had to explain to my class
the sublte differences in cows.
The difference between
a calf, heifer, and cow.
The difference between
a dry and a fresh cow.
Maybe this is why
I was voted 
class farmer.



(These are heifers)
Jun 09

Thank You

Editor's Note: As YWP transitions its leadership from GG to Susan Reid we are interested in knowing both what YWP has meant to you and how it can be improved. Please join in the discussion by responding to the  "YWP Is ..." challenge.

 I joined YWP at the beginning of my eighth grade year. This was during the same time period my family and I were considering an English tutor for me, because even though I read two books a day, I couldn't form a coherent sentence. We never ended up getting that English tutor. Throughout eighth grade it seemed I was miraculously getting better at writing, not good enough to be in the accelerated classes my freshman year with my friends, but good enough. I wasn't really satisfied with good enough though. I continued writing on YWP and I continued working in school. My sophomore year I was in the accelerated English program with my friends. I wrote on YWP all through sophomore year and started dabbling in photography too. 

Jun 08

Snow

My teacher thinks I'm strange
I love snow the way
some people love sun.

Snow feels good the way
icy lemonade in August
feels good.

Snow feels good the way
freshly brushed teeth
feel good.

Snow feels good the way
clean sheets just off the line
feel good.

Snow feels good the way
a never read before book
feels good.

Snow feels good the way
fun and happiness
feels good.
Jun 07

Listen Carefully

Listen carefully as
lavender blooms out of the blue
and blue ribbons
sprout out of the wild blue yonder
a whirlpool under the full moon
elephants drink radical nectar of strawberries
on a bluff of bougainvillea
Jun 07

Hometown

In my hometown
we don't have black widows or monsoons,
but we break wishbones on Thanksgiving.

The antique brass planters no longer shine
but they hold the sunflowers and the one
in my backyard marks the yellow jacket nest.

At night when it seems the earth has
been swallowed by a black hole
embers blossom in the dark
and we gather to tell bittersweet stories.
Jun 07

Color

the sky starts with azure
and fades to alice

lavender dances in the grass
between patches of sienna sand

the clouds on the horizon are 
no longer navajo white but slate

her chartreuse dress does not belong
in the coquelicot or marigold

 
Jun 05

Threats

Mama said not to worry about it.
Mama said she didn't want us thinking about it.
Mama ushered us away from the TV.

I wanted to say
I'm seventeen Mama!
You don't need to protect me anymore.
You don't need to warn us
that its slippery on the ice.
You don't need to protect us from learning about shootings
and bombings and attacks that
I don't remember not knowing about.

Mama we had a bomb threat last week.
It was just some kid looking to get out of exams.
Mama they don't warn you before it really happens.
Jun 05

Fantasy

I always dreamed of finding
a hidden door in my closet
or under the stairs
that would take me to a new world
with unicorns and dragons
and centaurs and fairies
and fauns and talking animals
and I could be a hero.
I could be strong and brave
and smart and beautiful.
I guess I didn't realize
I could be those in real life.
Jun 05

Photosynethesis

i find myself
watching plants
and marveling
at how
photosynthesis works
the photons
exciting electrons
to make them jump

down the
electron transport chain
along the thylakiod membrane

and water is split
so that the electron
from the water
can replace the
electron lost

and the energy
from the movement
of the electrons
is used to produce
NADPH

to be used
in the dark reaction

where carbon dioxide
is added and
two turns of the calvin cycle

churns out C6H12O6
a chemical form
of energy

to be used in
cellular respiration
which i also find
fascinating

from this
i have concluded that
plants are actually
ruling the world

after all
May 31

Baby Skin

I've learned that all little kids
smell the same.
Baby skin with a hint of dirt.
Play with a hint of life.
Hope, somehow in a scent.
Kindergarteners still smell
like little kids,
no matter what they've seen.
May 22

Hair

Thank you
for telling me
that by the time
I reached high school
I'd start
straightening my hair.
It made me refuse to for years
simply out of spite.
It made me compliment
every curl I saw
because I was determined
to love my hair
and make every girl love hers.

Thank you
for not loving my hair,
you made me love it,
even if it was just out of spite
for a while.
May 20

Lessons From School

Editor's Note: This piece is also featured May 25 as a top read on Medium.com! See it in YWP's The Crow on Medium.

I have been taught many things in school this year
including, but not exclusive to,
how photosynthesis and cellular respiration work on a molecular level,
the U.S. debt on May 10, 2018 at about 9:40 was roughly $21,145,528,000,000.00,
how to create a short story,
how to take the derivative and anti derivative of an equation,
what a sonnet is,
how to do a turn in attitude,

and the best strategies to survive a school shooting.
The best of which seems to be not being at school.
But here are some more, for those of you that don't already know.

    1) Get to the nearest classroom or secure space and lock the door.
    2) Stay against a wall or on the floor.
May 16

May

May 15

Dandelions


I used to pick Dandelions for Mom
to put in vases
just like all the other pretty flowers.

I used to pick Dandelions
because their bright yellow
was too cheerful to ignore.

But I was told they are weeds
too many times to count
and I stopped picking them,
stopped noticing their sunshine.

Today I looked down
and found once again that the sun
could grow from the earth
when Rain decides
to chase the light from the sky.