When They Were In Bloom

By: Nicole Cohen

April 10th, 2021

For this piece, I intended to capture the ongoing effects that antisemitism and religious persecution has left on my family. Although these issues are not exclusive to Jewish people, this poem is deeply rooted in personal experiences and sentiments as a member of the Jewish community. Throughout history, there have been consistent accounts of Jewish persecution and intolerance; the poem’s speaker communicates from a stance of both acknowledgment of the past as well as what they know in the present.


Quest For Justice

By: Eliza Khan

March 27th, 2021

The novel I used to create this cut-out poem was Love from A to Z by S.K Ali from page 261. The theme I have created for “A Quest For Justice”, is based on the theme of justice. The poem gives the reader an idea about a person who craves justice and wants to change the world in a better way but at the same time fears the consequences of it.


A Beginner’s Guide To S*rry

By: Henry Yang

March 10th, 2021

A Beginner’s Guide to S*rry attempts to capture the difficulty of understanding personal remorse and expressing guilt through an apology.


Myanmar Interview

By: Karina Zybaczynski

March 3rd, 2021

In the early hours of February 1st, 2021, shocking news broke out about Myanmar - the democratically elected government, as well as prominent politicians from the democratic parties were under arrest; Aung San Suu Kyi, the country’s de-facto leader and state counsellor, and the president had been arrested before being sworn in as the official leaders of Myanmar.


My Dupatta

By: Shivika Priyadarshi

February 16th, 2021

The following poem is in relation to the Hathras case, written in accordance with Manisha Valmiki.


Dr. Democracy Diagnoses America

By: Christopher Egan, Karina Zybaczynski

February 10th, 2021

- Good morning, Miss America, I’m glad that you could make this appointment. What was the condition you had? Ah yes, I have it right here. A slight heart attack? It might be because of that drug you took a few years back. You seem to have had a violent reaction to it. I’ll see what I can do. - Yes, that’s right, doctor. Yes, what I took four years ago did not help my condition, but I feel as though there’s something much deeper at work.


Canvas

By: Anonymous

February 8th, 2021

We played in a dollhouse, / With porcelain dolls and cups made of skin / We rang around the rosies, we arced into its fall / We filled our pockets with personalized ashes / And scattered them across the hall / A lady played the doctor / Because she had a Ph.D. / In giving tutorials to children / On how to be happy.


Globe

By: Vaishu Koduri

January 30th, 2021

This poem destroys the idea that our experiences are similar enough for everyone to appreciate global unity and collectivism. It is also a comment on globalization and the presented opinion demonstrates the idea that globalization has been negative to individuals outside our normal worldview.


La Vie En Rose

By: Henry Yang

November 6, 2020

The desolate earth that Maria has found, Is an empty canvas laden with white roses. This moment, there’s silence, Let’s turn it all into a true rose. Let your brushes, Paint the umber portrait, Into crimson artwork....


Wipe The Mirror

By: Vaishu Koduri

October 24, 2020

I couldn’t bring myself to wipe the mirror. What was waiting for me when I did? A confirmation of the truth I have always known? The truth that refuses to wipe itself from my skin, my bones, my soul....


It Was Dinner Time

By: Kishi Akinsunmade

October 8, 2020

I was eating my weight in despair, At least what I thought it meant. It was not dinner time, It was celebration time. Apparently, it was time for fireworks, Or so it seemed...


The Songbirds

By: Nicole Cohen

September 17, 2020

Recently, you may have seen the hashtag #ChallengeAccepted floating around social media. Many are unaware of the hashtag’s underlying context; an extension for women to call for solidarity on social media in order to bring attention to the femicide happening in Turkey....


Reflections On The Human Conditions

By: Iman Bajwa

September 5, 2020

Understanding the human being is a perplexing thing. From the tips of our toes to the very depths of our soul; we are unlike any other. We don’t co-exist, oh no, not even with each other. We walk the earth as if we own it. To each their own, we claim.


Desmona

By: Kishi Akinsunmade

August 16, 2020

This poem is built around the idea of a toxic friendship. This is an odd friendship as both friends are part of one persona. This poem exhibits aspects of bullying because most of our first experiences with it occur within ourselves.


Kashmir - The Desolated Heaven

By: Syed Liyaqat

July 29, 2020

Desolated streets and empty hearts, Made the people begin starving. Far from the lord, dwelling, and dwarf, Shed their shells, made them apart.


Stories

By: Anna Johnson

July 27, 2020

There's a story A story you don't know. There's pain, There's blood, There are tears stuck to the window, Like you're stuck to your privilege. There are screams, As loud as the music you play.


Ephemeral

By: Nicole Cohen

July 18, 2020

For those who are cisgender (a person whose sense of personal identity and gender corresponds with their birth sex) or heterosexual (attracted to only the opposite sex), it’s easy to not understand the struggles and discrimination LGBT+ youth and the community as a whole face throughout their lives...


The Whirling Vortex

By: Mehroosh Majid

June 30, 2020

"Sahr! Sahr! Come, see what is happening." Relapsing back to senses, I recounted I am not Sahr. Nevertheless, she clasped my hand in hers and took me to the spectacle. They were tearing a woman's heart apart, shattered her bones to pieces....


A Murder Of Crows

By: Henry Yang

June 30, 2020

When the ground is covered by snow, when the sun shines with Aurelian white look up to the snowman. He glistends on the outside, the icy pale on his frozen curves are unile his insides, fill with mud and dirt for her is opaque beneath his skin....


Proud Love

By: Anna Johnson

June 24, 2020

This is a poem to remember the Stonewall riots and its leader, Marsha P. Johnson, the coolest drag queen ever. But honestly, it is for everyone who feels like they don't belong. This is for you...


A Montage

By: Raazin Anwar, Siddharth Nair

June 21, 2020

Walk into the gateway, hear the ruste of the bangles of a thousand phantom women...


Seven Silent Seas

By: Vaishu Koduri

June 7, 2020

We are the sailors, on this sea of knowing uncertainty. Refusing to let the waves cripple us, the sun melt us, and the tide drown us....


Storytelling In Movies

By: Andrew Wei

May 28, 2020

History tells grand conquests of extraordinary generals, tactical masterminds on the battlefield, and tyrannical rulers devastating the kingdom. It portrays the power and politics of the nobility and the crooked dealings of the Church. It tells the victories of the privileged elite....


Rebirth

By: Nicole Cohen

May 23, 2020

May is Sexual Assault Awareness Month, but the fight for sexual assault victims is a neverending cause. Another important day in awareness is marked on April 29th; “denim day”. Denim day is an event in which people, both survivors of sexual assault or those who want to visibly support them, wear denim to raise awareness....


Reducing Your Carbon Footprint

By: Daphne Dawson

April 24, 2020

Caring for the environment is essential for future sustainability but it also affects our everyday lives. Pollution can negatively impact your health and being in nature is shown to improve your mood. Making sure that the world is healthy is something that everyone should be conscious of in their daily lives...


Flames Of The Sea

By: Aditya Mayuresh Thite

April 24, 2020

At the Cusp of the hour, There are the flames of the sea that reside in our vicinity, We as the kings and queens of our domains, Why do we reside in silence?


The City Is Quiet

By: Aryan Vishwaskarma

April 10, 2020

The city seems peculiarly quiet, The roads have become an abode of peace, Nature is nurturing, But at grim cost...


Curl Your Tulips

By: Alazne Qaisar

Friday, April 10, 2020

Curl your tulips away from the deafening silence that grips the valley. The shadows of injustice that follow each tavern...


In Remembrance Of The Old Mountain Ranges

By: Alazne Qaisar

Friday, April 10, 2020

I crescendoed my voice, loud and clear Waiting for the mountains to respond to and mimic the shrill in my voice...