Slip and Fall…and Sing
In Boston, it is very cold. It rains. Rain turns to ice. Ice melts into puddles. It snows. The water
Author: Alexa
The Skeleton Selection, Part III
So this next, and final, portion of the Skeleton Selection (and if you are interested, Part I and Part II)
The Skeleton Selection, Part II
Here is the second installment of the Skeleton Selection with an on-the-spot about love and zombies (Valentine’s Day is right
The Skeleton Selection, Part I
As I write this, I’m sitting on a train. It is 10:28 p.m. The dark is speckled with house lights
Looks Just Like New…or a Summary of Uncertain Events
I can now refer to 2010 as last year and part of me is upset by this. I liked 2010.
Continue readingLooks Just Like New…or a Summary of Uncertain Events
Tired
In the past week, I’ve driven too much: Massachusetts to Connecticut. Connecticut to Maryland. Maryland to Florida. And once I
Slam
I’ve never written a slam poem before. Never tried. Never wanted to try. But I was so impressed with my
Write Poetry Like it’s 1999, Part III
I think this will be the end of the poetry I share from 1999 (a good year). I’ve decided, for
Write Poetry Like it’s 1999, Part II
Please remember: I am about 11 or 12 when I wrote the poems below (except for my traditional on-the-spot). I
Write Poetry Like it’s 1999, Part I
In 1999 I was 11 or 12 years old, in middle school, and probably still interested in science and mathematics.