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—Dilbert, By Scott Adams
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Manifest Destiny
The headphones drown out the cries of the hungry as the train rages on like a metallic dragon. She is pretty. The homeless chick. Her voice booms even with the music turned up in my ears, leading me to believe she is well practiced in this art.
Poetry Jump Up
Watch beloved children’s writer and poet, John Agard, perform his poem “Poetry Jump Up” and prepare to bop along!
You Read Me
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you read me
like an open book, plainly
so playfully
i shrug it off
summarize all my lines
you see me clearly
like prescription glasses
you compliment me
though we’re hardly ever in sync
even on pizza toppings we disagree
yet
you will always fight for me
so put down your fists
i will be your gift, shield, and armor
Big Gold Earrings
1989
Dark brown braided down to
there
mini skirt and tank
hot pink converses
and these huge gold hoop earrings
Lived to party, high
never stayed home
always on the roam with her crew
spiked up
no care
Duran Duran and Slick Rick on blast
blowin through her stash
electric, eclectic
gold door knocker
Well, they went out of style and she settled down tired of being a child. Now she sits back and reminisces of days long since past from her mists. Those hoops aren’t retired just yet
She still pulls’em out and takes’em
for a ride
inside
she’ll always be wild
The Poetry Corner 