Exclusive Ink

Author: hmadams

  • HOW TO LOVE

    by JAMILA

    You love from the heart hoping your lover will never part.
    You give it your all even if you have to fall.
    Love is not just a word,
    it’s a feeling too, like singing the blues.
    You’ll know you’re in love
    based on the clues.
    Your hearts will stick together like glue.

  • STATIC

    by PAULA and HANNAH

    I am
    static, clinging
    to your body,
    your woolly sheets,
    the carpet
    stained with shadows.
    I’m stuck on you,
    to
    you, making my lips frizz
    as you pull away.
    Wanna
    zap you back up,
    implore
    you to stay, make your way
    back
    into my salty demeanor,
    cleaner
    than dryer sheets.

  • MY WORLD

    by CURTIS

    My world would be fun, but sloppy.

    Possibly carefree and careless. people would only work until they’re 35 years old, then they would retire.

    They would have a lot of money to spend and flash, so their younger neighbors could admire them.

    There would be free amusement parks and free rec-centers, free YMCA for indoor hoopers in the winter.

    Every thing else you’d pay for, like food, pets, utilities, houses, and ICY-HOT for your neck.

  • THE FUTURE

    by ANDRE

    The future in 100 years.

    There will be no future. Everything will be over. Nobody would be left. The world will blow up. It would be taken over by cyborgs. Cyborg turtles and their leader Cookie. They rule the water, land and space. And their mortal enemy the CICADA GANG! OBLA! BANG! BANG! SQUAD!

    The leader SQUADANAH! he’s large looks like a cicada wing. He sheds everywhere. No one likes him. He is hated everywhere. He’s big nasty and ugly. One day he was flying through the galaxy. There was yelling and screaming. Then his skin broke into 1,000,000,000 pieces. Now they float everywhere. People get them stuck on their bodies, and then they die. There was a gruesome battle between the turtleborgs and the cicada gang. Then the turleborgs won. There was no more SQUADANAH shedding everywhere. No more deaths from the cicada gang. Then everyone lives happily ever after. The end. Unless… oh never mind.

    Bye.

  • HAVE YOU EVER BEEN

    by PAULA

    Have you ever been
    sick
    and tired
    of being tired?
    and sick with worry?
    trying to please the world saying “please” for things I should already have.
    But what can I do but laugh it off… when it feels to hard,
    I shuffle
    the cards and deal again
    can’t always explain my feelings,
    instead,
    I drive away. Shoulda’
    dealt with ’em
    even though it felt like quicksand.
    Gotta stick it to the man!
    and get up everyday, get
    ready.
    Tie my shoes,
    not much else to do… liven’ in a dreamland.