She brought her alien sidekick to the cafeteria.
The rest of the sophomores gave them room.
Scooting out of the way, wondering what talents the sidekick had.
Just keep your mouth shut, she told the sidekick.
As long as they think you are an alien, the teachers will let you stay.
She had actually sprung her little sister from kindergarten.
Teachers did not dare say anything about an alien visiting.
It would not have been politically correct.
Categories:
sophomores, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Prose Poetry
White is for rice and brides - ready to commit.
White’s for ghosts and clouds or even carnations
but it should never, ever, be used for privilege
or worse yet, as poetic inspiration.
I’ve been waiting for the urge to write
while facing an ugly screen of white.
Waiting for the vowels to fall into place,
for words to congeal and finally displace
the awful, foreboding, blank white space.
Learning is our struggle, our crown of thorns.
The more we study and prepare for fall,
the more excited I get to reenter those halls.
34 days until classes start. For fall weather,
and the bee hum of crowded life in the dorms.
My roommates and I are like a single, nameless thing
- an emolument that happens to have 6 heads.
We’ve beaten the freshman “imposter syndrome,”
and we’re ready to bring sophomore year home -
together - no muss, no fuss - I love that for us.
Categories:
sophomores, friendship, friendship love, school,
Form: Rhyme
A party scene, in
Senryus - from last March, when a
party could happen.
He looked at me
like a treat. “You,” he said,
are looking hot girl!"
“I’m only hot in
in the dazzling reflection
of your lust,” I said.
“Then you’re on
FIRE,” he said as he put
his hands on my hips.
“Your girlfriend’s looking,”
I said, - she and I nodded.
His hands retracted.
He brushed his hair
back over his ears, "some
other time.” he said.
“He was set to jump
you,” My friend Kim teased, "No,
not really.” I shrugged.
"You disappointed?"
I snorted "yeah right,
His GF was watching."
"OH!," Kim realized,
"You were posing!! You're
STILL a virgin - I KNOW!!”
“SHUT UP!!” I laughed,
putting a hand to her lips,
“That’s secret info!”
“Sophomores are
ALWAYS virgins.” Kim said, “Not
Lisa, of course."
We turned, smiled,
and waved at Lisa - she
was dating three guys.
Kim says, “She could give
us both one.” "Leftovers," I
said, “should mean pizza.”
Categories:
sophomores, 11th grade, best friend,
Form: Senryu