By Aya Riseman, TIWP Student To feel deeply is a burden many hope to never have. Because you feel it ALL.You feel the sorrow in a stranger’s phone call. Or the hurt in a friend’s cry.Or the loneliness in giving up. I have cried for people I never knew, for stories that aren’t mine today but might be […]
Mixed Signals
By Lila Weis, TIWP Student Signals,They’re the kind of thing that tell you whether to go or stopWhether to fly or fallWhether to do it or not But the signals I get are like driving up to a stop light and realizing it’s purpleDo I go or notDo I shoot my shot We laugh, we […]
Delirium
By Leighton Tanaka, TIWP Student blood pours from the bullet, roses bleedon the ground. standunder the ire of the sun, slowly drifting away; eternalrhythms of erasure. listless and lamenting tea-stained wallscompressed between weeping, rising towers. suffocateto replenish the weary, holding the ardor in between shaking,fragile fingers. wind yanksthe dandelion loose. travel far to reach the […]
I Remember
By Lena Matthews, TIWP Students I rememberThe smell of wood dust in your shopI rememberThe glue and grime that always coated your handsI rememberThe cutting boardsThe signsThe little gifts you always used to makeI rememberThe football you used to loveI rememberYour stories of the Navy, the sea and the kitchenI rememberThe Christmases you used to […]
Everything All At Once
A contrupuntle by Zara Quiter, TIWP Student
True Beauty
By Lila Weis, TIWP Student I am a woman and not your typical beautiful Barbie.I am small chested.I am curvy.I am tall.I am whiter than white.I don’t grow the way you do.I need medication.I can’t be the woman everyone can be.I need help in school.I don’t have many friends.I am fearful.I am sad.But I am […]
The Car
By Hazel Smith, TIWP Student i was talking to my favorite person the other day she smiled, she was talking about her boyfriend she told me a story about spending the day with him last weekend she was animated and she was laughing she told me i can’t see myself with anybody else she told […]
Blood Red, Love Red
By Kaia Bonham, TIWP Student
Summer and Monsters: A Contrapuntal*
*A contrapuntal combines two or more poems to create a single poem that can be read in multiple ways. This poem is intended to be read both down and across. By Zara Quiter, TIWP Student
Write
By Lila Weis, TIWP Student Write.Just write.Well, how do I just write?I could write about walking, talking…STOP.Stop what? JUST STOP.Stop thinking.Just extract everything from your brain and throw it onto the page.Your brain is the paintbrush.Paint your words onto a canvas.Don’t worry about the what, how, or why.Just write.Just let your ideas shoot onto the paper.Just […]
The Intuitive Voice 