Tag: Natalie Suarez
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“A Prayer For Future Me”- Mary Margaret Nugent
Dear GodI pray for me in a yearPlease grant her gracePlease help her healI’ve gone off of your path Avoided the signsI am truly ready nowTo take my timeMaybe I will cryFour times in one dayMaybe I’ll turn back and beg those who left to stayBut in the endYou know as my friendThe ropes of…
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“Trayvon” – By Caleb Jean- Pierre
I saw him everywhere. I saw his face in my friends. I saw him when I looked in the mirror. I was eight. He was seventeen. My mother’s eyes, like those of the Sankofa bird, looking back at me. My father’s presence, like the whispering winds of the Black Mountains, watching quietly over me. On…
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“The Five Stages of Grief”- By Madison Bloom
Everyone knows the 5 stages of grief. Someone dies, those close to them grapple with the reality of the loss and eventually make their way through the stages. You see it in movies and television shows, you read it in books, or sometimes you hear it at a funeral service. But what happens when you’re…
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“Mother Nature, Father Time” – By Sam Kealey
And he hadn’t seen a light as bright as the one he saw in her eyes that night. So he held her close and he held her tightand as he listened to her intermittent beating heart at nightand as he listened to her intermittent beating heart at night he’d write: Oh my darling, oh my…
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“La Oaxaqueña” – By Frida Avila
Rugged skin pressed upon seasoned huaraches. Tired feet that yet remain undefeated, Hoisted up by the spirits of our ancestors. Callused hands gently laying freshly pressed masa.The comal carries a blistering heat yet It only ever feels like a slight kiss of warmth. The braid that was once jet-black is now Peppered with silver-coated strands…
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“Love and War” – By Kelly Parker
And suddenly, every heartbreak I’ve ever suffered slammed into me with the force of a thousand trucks, each one hitting the dam that held my tears back until it shattered, and they came running down my face. One after another after another after another. Emptying any last affection I had to offer onto my pillow…
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“Digging” – By Nathalia Collazo
I search for meaning as I search for jobs. Constantly wondering. What will I do? Who will I be? Where will I be? Who am I?I dig and I dig, I search and I hunt,Until…I seek something that fits.But, nothing ever FITS.Too far, Too demanding,Unqualified,qualified (no experience).I dig through my clothes to find the perfect…
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“This Could be a Love Song” – By Kristen Giebler
Sometimes I wonder what life would have beenIf I had the chance to liveInstead of healing from the love That I had chosenThe other choices are lost in a worldThat I think about quite oftenThis love left nothing but silence in my heartI can’t let my pen bleed the ink ofA thousand words I once…
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“Why Don’t You Remember?” – By Kristen Giebler
Is it more important to me than you?I find myself sittingIn locked-up files of my recollection You have buried them In a coffin from our pastDo you remember that time whenYour face leads me to pauseThose green eyes grow redSlashing into my heartAs if I said something wrongYou try and catch meI don’t remember must…
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“Questioning Fate” – By Maddie Conklin
Do you believe in fate? A simple yet complex question that I think we’ve all wrapped our heads around. Sometimes it’s an easy answer, yes.All things that happen are planned. But then you wonder, why do these things happen?Everything happens for a reason; But how could there be a reason for a broken heart,A…
