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Under the Hood
By Bowie Creason
I peer down on the chrome lid,
A shiver I do feel,
This can't be happening, I forbid,
I do not know what lies beneath,
Will it be joy or sorrow I bequeath. -
Stamped
By Jessie Tornabe
The idea of race,
Created to divide us,
Created to make one side more powerful than the other,
Europeans justified their racist beliefs, -
Mr. Boots
By Owen Young -
Insecurities
By Christina Adolphe
Today I walked up and stood in front of a young beautiful girl
And I told her she was disgusting.
I told her her thighs were too big, -
Cheetanaire
By Scarlett Contreras-Montesano
“Commence!”
Instantly I strike, our staffs collide,
I arch when her staff nears, rolling against the reeds, -
The Party
By Rose Howell