Where I’m From, Where I Am Now
Long, strong eyelashes
Reaching back to the young Egyptian King Tut.
Knowing, chocolate-brown eyes from Frederick Douglas,
Seeing liberated lands in the words, interdimensional portals.
I exude the boldness of Harriet Tubman
My stature not enough to contain my iron will.
I wonder why you hold me back and why you insist I keep quiet while absorbing all the noise around me, letting the painful whispers behind me affect me. Every other part of me has the urge to move forward with the momentum of a runner pushing through the plastic ribbon that is the finish line.
I am everywhere
It’s just to bright to see me
I’m in your shadows
I’m in your dreams
if you get lost in me
it will make you scream.
you can see me at night
I will surely give you a fright.
This August, eighteen Baltimore students attended WBS’s second annual Summer Writer’s Studio, a week-long sleepaway camp in western Maryland. On Monday, Aug. 12, the kids — along with six instructors — boarded a bus for Mar-Lu-Ridge Camp & Retreat Center. For five days, the students attended intensive fiction and poetry workshops, covering topics such as […]