Special Place
Veronika Warchol
Silence
Silence is sometimes a gift
That rarely exists
When you find yourself in it
It often feels like you’re dreamin’
Thoughts consume your mind
And make you wonder about all of life’s possibilities
Some seek silence as an escape
Others reject it out of fear
I welcome silence at times
As it rejuvenates the mind
-Remy Dubac
(Palestine)
16 countries belong to a mythical continent where
15 of their people's stomachs growl louder than a
14-year-old American kid yelling at their video game as they lose
13-0 because they had to help their mom out for dinner.
12 numbers on a clock and yet the
11-year-old boy works
10 hours a day to provide food for his
9-year-old sister and her mother who can only afford to eat one meal at
8.
7 days a week the
6 kids sneak out of their rubble homes and find
5 rocks to defend themselves against the
4 men who point their loaded guns at the
3 heads that peaked over the border that then led them to having
2 messes to clean, yet they couldn’t knock the last
1 down as it was an olive tree that had a silhouette of a man.
The Late Summer Sun
The late summer sun casts its golden glow,
Painting ‘noon grass in the color of brass.
One spot shines brighter, where the flowers grow.
My grandma’s roses: delicate like glass.
Next to the garden, heavy grapevines twist.
My grandpa’s treasure, his own paradise.
He beams at the clusters, ripe and sun-kissed,
And hands me one, and it’s gone in a trice.
Red juice drips down my chin. I lick my lips
And savor the taste of the fading ‘noon
That slips into dusk. The stars, like toy ships,
Sail in the calm violet sea with the moon.
I hold this memory firm in my hand
And imagine myself in my homeland.
-Yuliya Pasechko
Veronika Warchol
Frosina Pavloska
A Special Place
We all have a special place somewhere
Whether that is a particular swing at the park
A pizzeria down the street
Or a specific spot in your room
My special place is my mom
Wherever she is, I feel safe
I have no worries when she is near
I cherish every moment with her
Whether that is going out to eat
Shopping together until the stores close
Or simply by hanging out at home
She's my best friend
My voice of reason
My shoulder to cry on
She is a woman like no other
She has taught me everything I know
From learning how to cook
And knowing how to handle certain situations
I am who I am today because of my mom
Her dedication toward my brother and I
Inspires me to become just like her
My special place may not be an actual place
But it is just as important
My special place is my mom
What’s yours?
-Aryanna Pena