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Edelyn Garcia
Can't Imagine Life Without You
To this special person, you brighten my day
There is so much that I want to say
I look forward to talking to you
With you by my side, I never feel blue.
My love for you is so strong,
Being alone without you just feels so wrong.
You truly are my special person, I’m certain.
Reminisce
Time ticks and we swing
On the swing set we discovered back in 2019
We listen to radio vietnam
And talk about what we’ll wear to senior prom
The air feels hot and heavy
As we watch the clouds in the sky
And blow on dandelions
To wish for a forever july
Time ticks and it's spring
We listen to Queen
And miss the summer
Of 2019
-Paulina Garbowski
Amira Mustafa
The Woman Who Still Survives
She was young when they thought she was going to slip away.
One moment they were gathered in the living room playing, the next she was on set lit.
The kids desperately tried to take the flames off of her body, but again, they were kids. What did they know?
She was taken away by ambulance, but by then, she was unrecognizable. Her body was black and charred, tears flooding everyone’s eyes wondering waiting. “Will she live?” But the doctors were unsure.
The mother of the girl was on her knees praying to God above, save my daughter.
After many prayers and many hours, she was saved. But to this day, she lives with the scars.
There are those who stare, and she stares right back. There were those who pushed, and she pushed right back. She sits us down and tells us the story that shaped her. How she almost slipped away from this Earth but told those above “Not this day, not this way”
She was a little girl then, barely five.
Now she is a mother of four, sister to three, daughter to two, and wife to one. Survivor forever.
-Elizabeth Latorre
Daniel Tapia
Alara Cinar
Jazlene Robinson
Carolina, Carolina, My Carolina
More than 10. More than 10 songs are sung about their Carolina. But they are not the ones that matter. The one that does is mine. My Carolina, my best friend, my biggest supporter, my inspiration, my mom.
On the nights when sleep rejects me, I tiptoe to the bed of my mothers and slowly creep in as to not wake her up. I fail, every time. But every time she lets me stay with her, every time she holds me in her arms and says Te amo. I love you. I love you too.
My Carolina who cooks the best foods, who says the funniest jokes, who gives the best hugs, who cheers the loudest. My Carolina who is always by my side.
My Carolina whom I love more than life itself. My Carolina, my mama, my everything.
-Elizabeth Latorre
Moonlight
The moon was dull in comparison to the sun
Dull compared to her eyes
For her eyes glow much brighter
And her skin glistened a light blue from the cast of the moon
The ocean waves crash against the sand
The water turned a new hue of blue
Never seen first hand
For no one had very laid their eyes on such beauty
The moonlight peaks through the curtains of her bedroom
She lays awake hearing her own breaths in silence
She awaits an abrupt sound to break
But it never does
She lays awake now staring at the moonlight piercing through the fabric
She stares for hours upon hours till the sunlight smacks her cheek
For waiting to hear the crash break the silence of the dawn
She missed the beauty that was right before her eyes
The Queens of Jersey
Nine months.
Nine months my mother walked around with her stomach the size of a globe.
Nine months and my mother did not know what to name her baby girls. I guess it’s much harder to choose names for two more residents about to enter the World. Who would’ve thought!
My mother lay in her bed reading soon before she was about to give birth. An old book about Kings and Queens.
Ellas son perfectas.
At 3:02 PM a baby girl was born. At 3:03 PM the set was complete. Dos reinas, she said.
The 3:02 baby, tiny and skinny, was bestowed with her name, Isabella.
The 3:03 baby, the chubby and only slightly larger baby was bestowed with hers, Elizabeth.
The Queen of Spain and the Queen of England would have to make room in their kingdoms for Queen Isabella and Queen Elizabeth. The Queens of New Jersey.
-Elizabeth Latorre
I got all these blessings just to share it w others,
giving back issa lesson learned from my mother.
We done been thru a lot but we makin it out the gutter.
Stomach starvin but The Only time I eat is with my brothers.
Down to ride even when one thing led to another.
Keep my success onna lowkey,
so when I pop out they gon know me.
Always been da same just me and my homies.
ain’t worried bout fame, been grinding on my lonely.
Momba through the pain, Rest In Peace to Kobe.
The game ain’t feel da same since I lost my brodie.
what he did inna dark finally came inna light.
But they don’t know bout all the demons he hadda fight.
Always said he bout it but deep down it ain’t fit right.
Even as a diamond he done did his dirt but he deserved a better life.
In reality he’s one outta too many, wish there wasn’t any.
Always talked bout ur dreams while u off da Henny.
Said u a feen for da fast life and frenzy.
but there’s more to life than just Loui, Prada and Fendi.
Forced to focus on gettin da bread,
when u shoulda just been a kid instead.
It’s not ur fault it’s what society put in ya head.
So that’s why I focus on da sh*t dat you could never see,
focus on becoming everything you wanted me to be,
just wish you were here to see me succeed.
Never forget dat I love you dearly.
I can’t reset but I know u watching over me, 1 love,
yours sincerely.
-M
Alexander Jakimowicz
The Invisible Man
He still walks the Earth. He breathes the same air, drives the same roads, and his heart beats the same beat, just not for me and my family.
Some days I forget about the man who helped me learn how to ride my bike, took my sister and me to movies every weekend or played the Big Monster in our fantastical games.
Most days, I remember the man who left. The one who didn’t wish me ‘Happy Birthday', the one who missed my Graduation, the one who wasn’t there for my dance performances and plays. I know he’s not in the audience, but I look anyway. And sometimes, far off in the corner, I see the phantom of the smiles he used to give me.
Elizabeth! Ven aquí, vas a ir muy lejos.
I can go farther, I say.
But I never did, I’m still here, he went too far. But every now and then, I stretch my fingers hoping that eventually, I’ll be able to hold on.
He is here. I just don’t know where, but sometimes I close my eyes and wish the Invisible Man would reappear.
-Elizabeth Latorre
Kimberly Huachaca
Thoughts
I wonder what you wake up thinking ,
I wonder what you lay awake at night thinking,
I wonder if you still think about it ,
Us ,
What happened,
Cause I do ,
I wonder what goes through your mind during school.
I wonder what you get for lunch,
Pizza ,
A sandwich,
I wonder who your friends are and if you made new ones .
I still think about it when I see you it all comes rushing back ,
The guilt,
The memories,
I wonder because wondering is all I can do about you.
I cant talk to you ,
I can't be near you I wonder what your life is like now,
I wonder if your happy ,
I wonder if you ever want to take it all back,
I wonder what happened because I do ,
I wonder if you hate me ,
I truly wonder,
I wish I could talk to you .
Maybe it can’t ever be how it was ,
But at least peace ,
Just maybe it's for the best that all I can do is wonder,
But all I can do right now is wonder if you think about me .
Alexzander Taliaferro
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