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  • THIRTEEN WAYS OF LOOKING AT A CD

    by JENNY

    I.
    Blue sky with white clouds,
    a handsome face, a gold chain.

    II.
    5 gum hairline,
    perfect line up
    faded out.

    III.
    That parented advisory
    show all the
    emotion.

    IV.
    Staring into the future
    leaving the past behind.

    V.
    Drake that name Drake
    nothing was the same

    VI.
    Those two chains around
    his neck make him look
    like thug.

    VII.
    His music makes me feel
    hyped and cool

    VIII.
    Holding the digital CD makes me feel
    that I have his voice.

    IX.
    He makes us feel like
    we are not the only ones
    with heartbreaks

    X.
    He cold because
    he is from
    Canada

    XI.
    Soccerball goes around
    the world

    XII.
    The write clouds keep
    moving while he rapping

    XIII.
    He was going to
    make it rain with his
    cold Canadian clouds

  • BIRTHDAY

    by KENYETTA an JENNY

    It was a radioactive night at the hospital. It was 2 in the morning. My cousin was having a baby. We were at the hospital all day. We were tired of waiting. I was sleepy and cold. My mom and her friend wanted to go to the store. So we all get outside and figure that my mom’s friend lost her parking ticket. Then we get to the parking lot and also figure that she lost her car. I was so sick of waiting at this point, I was angry. She then starts asking me mom questions like “Do we have a clue where she parked her car?” I’m like how in a bagel’s hole are we supposed to know? We didn’t show up with her. So after walking around so many times, it was now 2:45. She then decides to ask the police for help. I then felt cooled off like ice cream hit me.

    With arguments ringing in my ears, the officer asks what car we’re looking for. The best answer we could muster was the car from the One Direction commercial. With this, the officer lost his interest in our issue and flew off, figuratively speaking of course.

    Ice cream sounds so good right now, I need something cold in my system. I’m getting heated with all this crap. Then we saw a McDonald’s and it was a saint to me.

  • SLEEP-DEPRIVED

    by KENYETTA and JENNY

    I’m sleep-deprived with drooping eyes,
    Stacking boxes high
    While sweat accumulates
    Within the goggles and gloves
    That strangle my skin.
    A sweet cry interrupts the sick monotony of
    Growling machines surrounding me.
    After waking at 4 in the morning,
    A melody and a bagel is all I need
    To retain my sanity.

    But I had an argument with my bed
    Earlier that morning. I didn’t want to
    Wake up. But it’s all cool.
    I just ate a wonderful bagel. That melody.
    On that melody, oh my One Direction.

    Those boys sound of ice cream, so sweet
    But cold. They say they know what makes me beautiful,
    But they sing to every other girl out there too.
    Still, they are my saints, my flame.