The circus masters release the red beast,

its mane flowing, great fangs bared,

ready to take a bite out of the audience,

who convinced them to let it out of its cage

It's too late to be awake.

Devastation crawls in the wake

of everything.

My eyes are burning

physically, actually

in no poetic manner

my eyes are burning with 

Today felt the same as yesterday  
Nothing changed 
But there was a silence 
That echoed in the voices 
I heard 

Today felt as if nothing changed 
I got up brushed my teeth 

This morning I woke up at six am. The country was bleeding pomegranate red and I, so sure we'd be drinking in a giddy paradise blue, stared blankly for minutes if not hours at the flashing computer screen.

My little sister 

Only 7 years old 

Innocent 

And yet strong willed 

She will grow up 

In this country 

With this president 

This person who calls himself 

When the sons come for me, do not say you are surprised,

For I have taken a vow of pain

Hand flat-placed, an oath, a promise

To fight with pen and soliloquy.

For what is anguish?

Today I've walked around school in a haze

I don't know what to do 

How to feel 

I don't understand

How he won again

I don't think I want to understand

Hello writers, artists, friends, and fellow members! 

Some people vote, but never think,  
Their choices shallow, quick to sink.  
They cheer and boast, with voices loud,  
But wisdom’s lost inside the crowd.  

Look, even she's crying.

A girl pointed at me, before first period

Look, even she's crying

Results

In a country that was once blue

It is now red

It is now scary

Results

Flood in

From different states

Battleground states

Is there blood there?

Results

Determine our country