Young Poets

Evidence of Easy Sleep

Rattle / December 10, 2016

You’ve lived the night, I’ve seen you lying across the cloud-like blanket. You were there, in your bed, deep […]

Rattle / December 3, 2016

I said goodbye to my Caribbean dress. I was sailing on the sea until my dress fell deep, deep, deep.

Rattle / November 26, 2016

A beautiful day in Boston Sun is shining, no school, and I’m at Fenway Park. It’s a close game, but

Rattle / November 19, 2016

Deer trick the forest. They run as fast as lightning. Leave a flash of brown.

Rattle / November 12, 2016

Every head should have a body. How else can you dance? Some people dance the Jippity Jig or the Hoppity

Rattle / November 5, 2016

I practice touching my bones The pearly hillcaps of my knees The dips and valleys of my hips Early mornings,