Writing

Man at desk with black birds
["Asgardian Seagulls," digital art by cedar, YWP]
  • fading freedom

    Protest after protest,

    chant after chant. 

    I watch and listen

    as people continuously fight for their rights.

    But the fighting should’ve been over

    on July 4th, 1776

    when it was declared that

  • Learn to Fall

    I get it, you have it worse,

    I get it, you're in pain,

    I get it, I don't matter,

    Not to you, anyway.

    So when you call my name,

    I shall fast come running,

    Leave myself behind,

    Even as I'm losing time.

  • What a mother should be

    I'm tired of the yelling,

    I just wish that it would stop.

    And I'm tired of the lectures, 

    Saying all I am is wrong.

    I’m tired of the bruises,

    And these voices in my head.

  • Poetry

    By Rae

    Daybreak

    I’m afraid of the dark

    And the art

    I haven’t made

    The places not stayed

    And the overstayed welcomes I

    Know not to inhale the stratosphere keep

    Both feet on the ground

    And look straight ahead

  • blood, white, and blue

    It's 12:34 AM on July 5th, 2025 and I still see fireworks going off in the sky.

    I hear the booms, the bangs, the commotion of endless fireworks

    going on for hours

    still raging

    on a brand new day.