Eyes

Can I get much brighter? Am I only allowed to breathe. Let me reach for the sky and jump over the horizon. Let me see.

We're as strong as our home .

Congregation

Understanding oneself doesn't come until one understands the end of ones earth existence.

Art in the City

34th Herald Square

Prowl

People are going to spit on you while smiling. You just have to flick them off with the most enormous smile possible.

Naked.

We are born naked, we see naked, we leave naked.

Every Theme Has an English B

The instructor said,

“Go home and write a page tonight,

And let that page come out of you. Then it will be true.”

I know how cruel life and its details can be first-handed

The highlights, the triumphs, and the downpours

At the age of seventeen, I’ve seen its cores, I too have stories

It’s a struggle to establish a knowledgeable rank

With society chained into focusing on our outer layer

We often find ourselves out of sync

But then again, I am just a seventeen year old from Queens

Full of rebellion, uncensored thoughts, and wonder

I am outlined to the point

I am also like you, and take part in things you do too

I knock people out, (boxing)

My writing turns curse words into flowers, (poetry)

I am the new found Rachel Ray, (cooking)

And sometimes I can be a little Picasso on his good days, (art)

See, I am just like you

Watch movies? Me too

Body language? I read that too

I talk and I inspire

Sometimes I fall in love, but don’t mistake me for a Streetcar Named Desire

I like money for “thank you”

I like hugs and hand-fives for “you’re welcome”

I guess being true can be like you, don’t you think?

These pages I write to you are just thoughts, with extra ink

Being me is who I see in the mirror

It’s who I get frustrated at when I do badly on a test

Or who I give an imaginary hug to when I’m down

I am not just another individual, but a body full of story and emotion

Some of this I share with you, instructor

Some I borrow from you, and maybe you borrow some too

But somewhere our English B’s touch each others

That’s what people do

We extend hands and we together lead

We kind of need each other, right?

We all plant seeds.