Poems from Alysia
A guest here –
this isn’t my school
these aren’t my students
and “I would let you work in groups but your teacher said not to.”
No.
Don’t...
Lies are action books
Misplaced on dusty shelves
Among nonfiction.
We both jumped.
Before we even knew
What we were jumping into
Too eager to fall in love
Without knowing what it feels like
To love
And to...
People keep trying to mold me into a star
Or a square
Or whatever it is they want me to be
It doesn’t matter
I’ll keep being me
And even...
I don’t know how it started
But it started
It sparked in the midst of the storm
And grew regardless of the rain
At first the flames fueled...