Jun 03
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            I am hungry for knowledge. I alway want to learn. The only downfall is I want knowledge on thing I want to learn about. So if you tell me to learn about some I don’t want to learn about I am going to Half ass it. But when I learn some thing about a thing I like to learn about. Then I will keep digging for more knowledge.
           For example in first through third grade I was obsessed with anacondas which are a kind of snake. I kept learning. I was a computer of knowledge on anacondas. Now I am thirsty for understanding of World War two. From memwoirs to historical fiction I am continuing to read and inform myself on this horrific topic.
             I can’t compare to my hunger for knowledge to anything else.

Oct 18
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A Quiet Winter Day

The snow crunches softly beneath my boots as I trudge up the hill. Small delicate snowflakes land on my fuzzy hat. I tilt my head back to catch them in my mouth. Out of the corner of my eye, a male cardinal dashes from tree to tree, his red feathers bright against the white snow. When I get to the top of the hill, I pause to look around at the snow covered trees, and listen to how peaceful it is. Dropping my sled on the wet snow, I climb on and slide down the hill, going down easily on top of the smooth and icy snow. The cool wind blowing in my face, smiling to myself. Winter makes me feel serene and content.
Jun 28

Lights Out

On June 27, after a heart-warming dinner with the Young Writers Project board (thank you Kathy), after hearing (thank you Susan) the startlingly kind words sent to me from many of you and your predecessors on how much this little project and community has meant, does mean, to you, I shut off the office lights for the last time after 12 years as YWP's executive director.

To you and the 110,000 kids we have touched in that time, thank you for opening your souls; thank you for sharing your ideas and observations, your flights of fancy and moments of bewilderment. Thank you for taking such creative risk.

You have enriched my life. You've opened my eyes to what you see and feel and experience and think and believe. And you have enriched the lives of thousands upon thousands of others -- your readers.
Feb 24

YWP Podcast!

Hi everyone!
I am starting a YWP podcast and I'm looking for writers to collaborate with. You would read one of your poems and then we would talk about the inspiration behind it, what it means, and an overall analysis. I think that it will be a really fun way to learn more about YWPers and their writing. 
Let me know if you're interested!
Feb 23

Six Too Fast

six too fast

it creeps in—

crawling its way up my esophagus 

laying heavy on my tongue

the bitter bile burning the cave top

sizzling sicklets of blood bouncing

off taste buds and settling in the 

concave caverns of bone

a small pool for the acid soldiers to rest.

my stomach churns, 

expanding insides to ripped seams,

IV fluid building up in the corridors of flesh, 

my eyes are fading and someone is saying something somewhere but 

i can’t listen because the inside of my mouth is raw and bloody

and full of phantom sores 

and my heart, pumps one beat too slow.

then six too fast.

second time’s the charm. 
Feb 22
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I Am Leona Smith

I am Leona Smith,  the only daughter of parents with four children. With my heart open to everyone to love and share. My arms outstretched, reaching out to everyone and those in need. Friends, I’ve got a good couple of them, there I can bring out my true self. My love for music and animals fit perfectly with my violin talent and ability to play comforting music for dogs like my own. I love reading, and of course books! I think that people who don’t like school, books, and the library, are mentaly insane. I even have a dream of my own to be a middle school librarian and author to young adults. But for now I guess that I just want people to see me as a listener, an advice giver, someone that they can just spill all the tea with. But after all, I am only me because everyone else is only them. You can’t change who you really are, only who you want to be.

Feb 22

Peter Pan

From the second the intro song started,
A flood of memories came back.
I remembered each and every version of Peter Pan I'd ever seen.
As the animated characters that I've kept in my heart for so long fly across Never Land,
I soar right next to them,
Singing along with the lost boys.
I suprise myself in remembering every scene,
Sometimes saying the lines under my breath.
And although I no longer wish to marry Peter Pan as I did when I was six,
I still wish I could run away and be the first lost girl.
How I would love to fight pirates and and race Tinker Bell along the skyline,
Not a care in the world,
I would forget my old life and never grow up.
And as the ending scene starts where Peter flies the pirate ship across the moon,
I feel myself touching the past with a whisp of my hair,
Reaching out to the six year old girl who was so obsessed with this Never land,
Feb 22
Pushkin's picture

Gun violence

Every day, billions of people rise from their beds. Some go to work. Some go to school. But not everyone. Some never rise. Though it’s something we may take for granted, the many victims of the horrible plague that has taken control of our country cannot. This plague is gun violence. In 2018, there were more than 38,000 fatalities due to gun violence and nearly 85,000 injuries. Never in the history of our nation should this have been allowed to happen. Never in the history of our nation should men and women live with the fear of death whenever they enter their Mosques, their synagogues, or their Churches. Never in the history of our nation should the beautiful ground of our country be soiled by the blood of the dead, shot in their schools, in their places of worship, or on the streets. In places where they should feel safe.
Feb 21
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I Used Wanted To Leave The World

Life is charming, shedding its rays on others, but not on me. My heart was a castle burring treasures, but it had a gate crawling with thorns that blocks all who wants to find it. My treasures wanted to get rid of my restraint; they wanted to be seen and praised by others, but I wouldn’t let it. I was so sick of the world.

When I was a kid, I thought I was born unusually. People all have dreamed that they are the protagonists of the world, and I was one of them. I believed that all of the problems would finally be solved no matter I put in efforts or not. I thought God loves me, so my life should be plain sailing. However, life is never that easy. My childhood was full of love and fairytales, so I never got to know the world is cruel. When I realized the truth, I lost all the qualities of being a protagonist. I was no longer strong, tough, and confident. I knew I’m not living on a wonderland. I knew it’s time to grow up.
Feb 21
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What is Home

What is home? 

Home is not just a place , a house , a country. Home is more than that. Home can be found in a person. I found this person. My home is my mother. She has been the first home I lived in when I grew in her stomach. By feeding me with food but also love. When I feel depressed, sad or lonely I always know that I can find comfort in her arms . Even if someday we’re homeless I will never lose my home, because I know that when I am with her I am at home. My mother taught me how to love , how to be patient. But she never taught me how to live without her, and I know that when someday she will be gone, I would have lost my home forever and I would never find a home like THAT again.
Feb 21
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Climate change

My name is Ryder and I believe in climate change. It is a serious problem in my opinion. Our weather is getting worse and the polar ice caps are melting and a sad thing is that kids know about it. Some people don’t believe in it because they don’t want to accept  the fact that it is real and people should take action on climate change. It is a real problem and people who don't believe me should go to the nasa page because they go into deep detail over it. If not I will tell you now nasa says that wildfires are more likely to because the temperatures are rising it will also cause more heat waves and droughts and nasa isn't even meant for climate change.
Feb 21
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My issue

My issue is my mom, she had a stroke about 7 months ago and lost the ability to use her right arm and leg but she has made great progress in therapy. And is beginning to get her arm back and her leg is doing awesome. Hopefully in about 2 years my mom will be better.
Feb 21
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Safe place

Home, to me, is a safe place with the people I care for. It is a place where I feel comfortable and like to be. Home is more than a house with all rooms fild. To me another place that feels like home is at the gymnasium. I just always feel at home safe and comfortable with all my friends. To me this is home and what I appreciate about it is that I know I'm in a place I love to be that has been a part of me forever
Feb 21
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This is me

This is me, long blond hair doesn't like to stop moving always traveling in the winter for gymnastic meets or when I am not traveling at school with my friends or at the gym practicing with my teammates and working my hardest do be the best me. But yet to me even though I never stop moving I like to do art. But when I do art I am still moving in ways but the best part of me is the part my friends have made me my friends tell me that I am supportive and loving but that is just who I am but one of the ways my friends have shaped me is to go out of my comfort zone and that is what I think is special about me. Also I think people doubt that girls are strong but believe me I am a lot stronger than I look.
Feb 21
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To me

Issue, to me, an issue in this world that we all need to work on is  polluting. All we do now is through away trash and are world is starting to die. The beaches are filled with trash.  Animals are dying because they are eating the trash and we are losing are environment. It is all are falt all are falt. One thing I think we can do to start saving the world is like what we were doing before. We can use glass for battle thanks to some compens they are still doing that. But it is not a nuff to help the planet whenever I look to the side of me walking on the street, on the beach,inside. All the places you can think of I am seeing trash on the ground.  It is not good in fact it discusses me that we are doing nothing about it. And the world is going to get worse throughout the years soon all it is going to be in a landfill.
Feb 21
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One issue is that whenever I sit next to boys in school, the girls in front of me or next to me are always saying “Ohhhh” like I have a crush on the boy, which I don’t. One of the reasons I sit with the boys is they take me for me, and when you get in a fight with them they don’t hold a grudge like girls do, most of the time. I think there shouldn’t all of a sudden be an immediate reaction that as soon as you sit next to a boy you like him.
Feb 21
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Home, to me...

Home to me, is the sound of crickets dancing in the fields of milkweed at six thirty two in the morning. At about nine twenty four at night. The little green christmas lights known as fireflies emerge from the tall weeds. “Let's get the mason jars everybody”. We pounce off the couch, turn off the TV and get some free night lights. You wake up in the middle of the night to the smell of dead fireflies. You reach down to your water bottle to get a drink as a load of carpenter ants attack your hand. You shake your hand to get the little black speckles of your hand, so you don't mind the drink any more and go back to bed. When you wake up your house smells more like a dumpster as you get closer to your mason jar. You chuck the jar off the deck, and a couple ants go flying out of your sleeve when you do it. After you're done you argue with your dad to not go to school, but it doesn't work.
Feb 21
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Osgood Hill Road

Home to me is Osgood hill rd in westford, the shy little gurgle of the brook down by my driveway is so peaceful and the non aligned zoom of an occasional car is quite nice. Whenever I get home from school I am delighted to see my mom smile at me. In the winter my brother and I play down by the driveway in the snow. Dad always says not to, but we don't listen. In the spring we play outside with sticks and go in the woods, when we come back we are all scratched up and covered in leaves and mom says to check for ticks and we do.
Feb 21
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Homes are confusing

Homes are confusing, I used to think that my home was in Florida, then I moved to Germany, and thought that, that was my home, and then I moved here, and now, here is my home. But none of them felt like a real home, since I was moving so often, I was never there long enough to really call it my home. Everywhere I went it never truly felt like home, I hope that will change soon. I really want a place that I can truly call home. And here especially doesn’t feel like home, it feels like something temporary, all my stuff isn’t even here yet. I want that comfort, of lying in a real bed, with all my special stuff, right near me. It feels like I left a whole different life behind me when I moved. But home isn’t where you live, it’s where your family is, that’s how I’m able to handle these moves.

Feb 21
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I am me

I’m uniquely me in a way that not many people can understand. If you ask me how I'm uniquely me my reply would be “I am me because no one has issues like mine”. My issues don’t sound like issues. One is that I don't see nature in the way other people do.I see nature as home. To me I see nature as a huge house filled with birds, bears, squirrels and all kinds of animals roaming around you waiting to get understood. Bears are Misunderstood because most people think they steal food from us. But really we’re the ones stealing from them. We steal home from them we steal peace and quiet from them in ways we do not understand. I know this because I Am Me!