I come from a long line of black faces sculpted from the dry, jet black meat of a sunflower. Created in thirty different shades of black, but all given the same smile. White smiles as shiny and sly as the fat beads of sweat running down the sun’s thick neck. These faces and smiles traveled… Continue reading From a Flower
I am not your trophy... I am not here to be shown off, glorified, or acknowledged when your friends and co-workers come around only to be thrown in a box in your dark basement any other day. See, you probably don't see the difference between me and the golden inanimate object because you're not in… Continue reading Golden Girl
The gardener buckles up his overalls and pushes his hat down over his curly mess of hair, then heads out into his green and brown landscape. After months without rain, the little drops finally graced his land with its angelic beauty and nutrition. He walks past his vegetables and his fruits, and heads over to… Continue reading Metamorphosis…
This is a poem I wrote about Algernon from the famous book Flowers for Algernon. It was actually an assignment to create a poem my sophomore year of high school. And, I liked my poem so much that I decided to keep it and show it to the world years later. In the same wording and format as it was when I was in the tenth grade too. 🙂
This poem is pretty self-explanatory. About an event that occurred in my life. A special event that happens once in a lifetime. Hope you enjoy.