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For many of us, school just started, and it's time to vent: How do you feel about it? Are you ready, or do you never want summer to end? Do you feel like you can express your authentic self at school?

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Oct 26
rant challenge: School

What I did today in math class

I sit at a table with girls who I am kind of friends with, and open my textbook. The thing that is always awkward about math class is that these two girls are best friends, and as they talk on and on about Taylor Swift's new album and bicker about the littlest things, I am just sitting there trying (and failing) to get any work done. It's not their fault, honestly. I just don't have the best math class.

Finally, these two girls disappear into the hallway for whatever reason, and I am left alone to do my work in peace. Of course, it's nine in the morning and, after being rudely awakened at 5:45 to take a shower, I am so exhausted I just about can't think. I ultimately end up staring at one problem so long that my vision blurs over, the systems of equations and x/y intercepts blending together into nothingness.
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Posted: 10.26.22
Sep 18
poem challenge: School

In hopes of clinging to Monday

Sitting alone, typing away, at 7 p.m. 
This is the most perfect way
to spend a Sunday night. 
The air outside grows colder,
whipping away,
whispering,
howling
to me. 
The wind tells me to write,
the wind tells me
not to feel down,
on the day leading me,
leaving me,
to Monday. 
Monday, 
the start of everything,
the start of a trek
from one side of the globe
to the other. 
From one side of life,
perhaps,
to the other. 
So many things
can happen
starting on Monday.
But when I finally,
finally make my way to Friday,
dragging feet and twitching eyes,
I look back and I wonder,
what happened to Monday?
I thought it was behind me
all this time. 
The days start to mix,
and a week,
eventually,
seems to me as just one day. 
Where has all the time gone?
And so I sit here, alone,
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Posted: 09.18.22
Aug 24
poem challenge: School
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Getting out of the car

Getting out of the car
for school
in the morning
is deceptively simple:
swing one leg over,
then the other,
set both feet on the pavement,
don't forget your backpack.
Somehow, though,
it's more than just
those four simple steps.
It's more like crossing a boundary,
an invisible bridge
from a place where everything is right
to a place where nothing is right,
from a Natalie who chatters, laughing and joking,
to a silent Natalie who stares at her shoes,
from a perfect state of calm
to a state of utter panic.
Getting out of the car
is deceptively simple.
 
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Posted: 08.24.22