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by Jamaal May

Inhale. So many of us are breathless,

you know, like me

kneeling to collect the pottery shards

of a house plant my elbow has nudged

into oblivion.

-posted by Laura

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What are you most excited about in this class?

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she/her

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She/ They
16
Artist: grandson

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She/Her
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Brent Faiyez

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Name:Tyler Hilton(Better known as Ty)
Age:18
Pronouns:She/Her & They/Them
Likes:Art in general
Image:Using one I took this month

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him/ he
likes music

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she/her/hers
Musician: Nina Simone
Fun fact: I am not very photogenic

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he

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Age: 17
Pronouns: she/her

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Age: 30
Pronouns: She/Hers
Fun Facts:

Can wiggle my ears

Studied in Italy for 6 months

Speak intermediate Spanish

I almost went to Johnson and Wales in Rhode Island to be a Pastry Chef for college

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age almost 16 my favorite actor is Arnold Schwarzenegger favert movie is the terminator favert music

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17, her,

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Age: 36
Pronouns: He/Him
Band: Sault

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she,her
i play soccer
i paint shoes

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17 do boxing

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19yr old,                                  He,him,his

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She/hers

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him/he

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300 I don't like being perceived by any pronouns but if necessary Him/He

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They them

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him/he

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17 do boxing

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I studied Psychology & Education at UMass Amherst and masters in Curriculum Design in Urban Pedagogy at UC Denver.

Hobbies: ceramics, baking, watching movies, dancing

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17 horse riding

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Simon J. Ortiz

You could drive blind
for those two seconds

and they would be forever.

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BY JOHN ASHBERY

The room I entered was a dream of this room.

Surely all those feet on the sofa were mine.

The oval portrait

of a dog was me at an early age.

Something shimmers, something is hushed up.

We had macaroni for lunch every day

except Sunday, when a small quail was induced

to be served to us. Why do I tell you these things?

You are not even here.

posted by Grace

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You knew I was coming for you, little one,

when the kettle jumped into the fire.

Towels flapped on the hooks,

and the dog crept off, groaning,

to the deepest part of the woods.

In the hackles of dry brush a thin laughter started up.

Mother scolded the food warm and smooth in the pot

and called you to eat.

But I spoke in the cold trees:

New one, I have come for you, child hide and lie still.

The sumac pushed sour red cones through the air.

Copper burned in the raw wood.

You saw me drag toward you.

Oh touch me, I murmured, and licked the soles of your feet.

You dug your hands into my pale, melting fur.

I stole you off, a huge thing in my bristling armor.

Steam rolled from my wintry arms, each leaf shivered

from the bushes we passed

until they stood, naked, spread like the cleaned spines of fish.

Then your warm hands hummed over and shoveled themselves full

of the ice and the snow. I would darken and spill

all night running, until at last morning broke the cold earth

and I carried you home,

a river shaking in the sun.

Posted by- Onyx

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What a heavenly way to die

i only we could fly

instead we yearn

to do something other than burn

-cesar

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by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS
All the complicated details
of the attiring and
the disattiring are completed!
posted by- ivan

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Ilya Kaminsky

And when they bombed other people’s houses, we

protested

but not enough, we opposed them but not

enough. I was

in my bed, around my bed America

was falling: invisible house by invisible house by invisible house.

Tom

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louis MacNeice
The room was suddenly rich and the great bay-window was

Spawning snow and pink roses against it

Soundlessly collateral and incompatible:

World is suddener than we fancy it.
-posted by lexy

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 Song of Myself (1892 version) by WALT WHITMAN

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 Song of Myself (1892 version) by WALT WHITMAN

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My respiration and inspiration, the beating of my heart, the passing of blood and air through my lungs,

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JACQUELINE WOODSON
The first time I write my full name

Jacqueline Amanda Woodson

without anybody's help

on a clean white page in my composition notebook,

I know

if I wanted to

I could write anything.

Letters becoming words, words gathering meaning,

becoming

thoughts outside my head

becoming sentences

written by

Jacqueline Amanda Woodson

-Poated by Tatyoni

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The Six-Cornered Snowflake by John Frederick Nims               Reviewed by poem critic Christian O.

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The Six-Cornered Snowflake by John Frederick Nims               Reviewed by poem critic Christian O.

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(The snows curleycue in slow penduluos pavane, half lured to heaven yet, until they too concede to earth, drift and accrue on rugged roofs like plowlands pitched at odds, akimbo, a mottled-lavender jumble of old-gold corrugated tile lofting its crown of thorny towers over a Prague still Gothic,)

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you look good and you know it too, why no one is as pretty as you
you bought yourself a new car, fancy clothes, going to the bar.

high heels shoes, elegant jewels ready to party, no hard rules, you think you're full of class
your money says its so
always on the, spending that money well just remeber this honey money cant buy you class, happiness or respect not knowing what youre doing, be careful what you get

-Melvina G

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the world is a messed-up place rolled off your tongue like an arrogant excuse

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the world is a messed-up place rolled off your tongue like an arrogant excuse

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Nothing to Worry About

BY REMI KANAZI

- Posted by Eunique

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by Sylvia Plath

From the archaic
Bones of the great trees.
Blue mists move over

A lake thick with fish.
Snails scroll the border
Of the glazed water

theo

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Ashtyn

We practiced together,

sweat and stained.

We pummeled each other

and laughed off pain.

Teams may disagree,

may tease,

may blame.

Teams may bicker and whine,

but get down for the game.

You had my back.

We fought the fight.

And though our score

was less last night,

we're walking tall.

Our team came through

and stuck together like Crazy Glue.

I'm proud to say

I lost with you.

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very time you go to sleep you look like you in Heaven
Plus the head game is stronger than a few Excedrin
You shine just like the patent leather on my new 11's
You read me like a book like I'm the Bible, you the Reverend
And, I wanna tell the truth to you
I wanna talk about my days as a youth to you
Exposing you to all my demons and the reasons I'm this way
I would like to paint a picture, but it'll take more than a day
It would take more than some years to get all over all my fears
Preventing me from letting you see all of me perfectly clear
The same wall that's stopping me
From letting go and shedding tears
From the lack of having father, and the passing of my peers
While I'm too scared to expose myself
It turns out, you know me better than I know myself
Better than I know myself, well how about that?
-Kamarie

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by Robert Burns
O my Luve is like a red, red rose

That’s newly sprung in June;

O my Luve is like the melody

That’s sweetly played in tune.

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by

Shel Silverstein

“I’ll take the dream I had last night

And put it in my freezer,

So someday long and far away

When I’m an old grey geezer,

I’ll take it out and thaw it out,

This lovely dream I’ve frozen,

And boil it up and sit me down

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by  Shel Silverstein

I tripped on my shoelace

And I fell up—

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Tatyoni being able to take part on the class and being able to take part in this experience

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Tatyoni being able to take part on the class and being able to take part in this experience

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To work on something that would be published

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getting to draw

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be creative

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seems like a good learning environment glad to be in this class

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Im excited to get know how my piers thought process looks like.

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im excited to see how this team project comes out

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im excited to see how this team project comes out

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the final product

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Getting to draw and get outta my comfort zone

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l like the we did jam and know teachers

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