SOUP
by PRECIOSA
I remember seeing my mom cutting
carrots and tossing them into the huge
pot filled with boiling water. The smell of
tanginess of the lime and tearful aroma
from the onions remind me of my uncle’s
restaurant back in Mexico. The color teal
blankets the walls. I sit by the door greeting
customers as they enter. Neighborhood dog
lying in the sun. Hearing “Propuesta Indecente”
playing on the small little radio. Drawing my
attention back to the traditional soup
made by my mom.
WONDERS
by ARIEANNA
I wonder why or how did the world form… like why is
it called “The World?” Like why do we have to eat?!
Like can we survive a different way . . . Why can’t we
have a candy world?! Full with chocolate . . . White
chocolate . . . you ever wonder why people are so mean
to other people? Like we’re not all the same but just
because someone has a different personality as someone doesn’t
mean you have to be mean. We are all human so
why?! Do you like pigs?! I love pigs. like do you ever
have wonders?! I know I’m different & stuff but I
just wonder now I’m wondering . . . do you wonder?!
NIRVANA
by ISAIAH
Ain’t no such thing as a broken heart, only tears
that you still cry, and contemplated scars. The future’s
bright, you can’t see. I’ll leave the door ajar,
your name somewhere written in the stars,
but if you don’t smile it won’t gleam too far,
so mobilize ya cheek bones and put that smirk into place—
some dudes are stupid, don’t deserve the time of day,
and usually the ones you want end up that way.
Some people run through trials to see that face.
Keep ya mind open, and let the heart pace.
You are a goddess, ascend, levitate and elevate.
You’re soul army strong, stressing over empty weight,
but if you still feel like you need a hero to catch you,
I’ll hold ya mental stable, so you won’t go nuts, cashew.
I’m not a bad dude; I’m just looking for some gratitude.
Seems like you need help ascending to new altitudes.
When the weather’s looking dark, open up to a better view.
I can’t really know, I think Nirvana’s meant for you.
RAINBOW PENS
by KYLA
Rainbow, rainbow. Where be my rainbow? Locked away in clear quartz until the clouds came, until rain waters the earth. Until the sun shines again.
Rainbow, where have you gone. You were once warm like fire. You once shined like the sun. Now the darkness clouds you, suppressing your power to bring paradise. Black clouds cast an everlasting rain, so the sun can’t bring the rainbow.
All that remains is a clear quartz with my rainbow trapped inside until the clouds go. Until the rain stops. Until the sun shines again. But the sun will die and his beloved the rainbow will die with him. The clouds bring darkness and sadness. The stars mourn for the rainbow’s death.
A new light casts away the clouds. He is the moon, the reincarnation of the sun. The rainbow lives, but she is bound to earth in its puddles of antifreeze. Now leaky cars create the rainbow. The moon is no longer needed.
The black new moon reigns the night with its dark clouds and endless rain. This is where my rainbow lies, its purity trapped in clear quartz.
CANDY CANE
by DONTASIA
Candy cane candy cane I miss you so
much when I’m not licking you
it feel like a glitch I love your
red and white it’s just right
every time I get a taste it feel
so wow!! your shape like a hook
it looks just like spongebob’s hook
please candy cane don’t go no more
cause candy cane you just make
me so happy
WHO WE ARE
Exclusive Ink is Shortridge High School's dynamic creative writing group. This is the place for our work to glow.WHAT WE DO
We write poems, short stories, essays, and whatever us inspires us. We share our work aloud and support each other.WHY WE WRITE
Because it's freedom. Because it's fun.