To the Class of 2017
To the Lake Region Class of 2017: I’ve heard you all complain before, You really wish that we’d done more To truly prepare you for...
Concrete Room
I sat in the corner of the room for what felt like days, but I just couldn’t remember anything about myself. I remembered the feeling of...
We all have failures
To my faults that may one day kill me! We had a lot of fun along the way. Come close many times to danger Just happy to be here and...
Letter To D.D / I'm Not Scared of You Anymore
Are you happy? Are you happy you lied? Are you happy you got away with it? Are you happy I was left without a brother? My best friend, my...
What It Means To Be From The NEK
Being from the NEK means 4 seasons. Summer, fall, winter, & mud boots. Where mud season is happily accepted. We live by these seasons....
We all have our failures
To my faults that may one day kill me! We had a lot of fun along the way. Come close many times to danger Just happy to be here and...
Why slam poems suck!
To start you may not know what a slam poem is. Well it's nothing to exciting or special, because in short it’s pretty much a regular old...
On Extinction (a slam poem)
When I was in the 6th grade, My science teacher told the class That the sun was dying. When we reacted in a panic, Our frantic voices...
Is it worth it?
What kind of people do you think of when you’re asked about drugs? Most answers would be low life welfare bums, many claiming that...
Color Poetry
“RED” A beating heart- Passion. It colors my life Through the ink that is my blood. I would see painted lips Under flashing neon lights,...