This past Wednesday, I finished my 5-week summer residency with the Terrapins and the Dreamers at the O-School. I created a chapbook for our time together as a final project. While listening to music, each student chose one poem they wanted to include in our chapbook. A couple of students wrote brand new poems and artwork. Before I left for the day, I was gifted beautiful flowers and a card.
Below is the cover of our chapbook, with pictures, and some memorable poems from our residency. Although our time was short, I truly enjoyed my getting to know the teachers and students at the O-School. They have a wonderful and supportive community.
Saturn’s Day-Favorite Day of the Week
Saturday is good
The romans made Saturn God
Please do not smite me
In My World
In my world, there’s no pain.
Inside me I can’t feel lame—
I don’t want to be mean.
I want to dream beautiful themes—
When people put me down, I’ll stand tall.
Cause nothing can stop me.
Not at all!
I feel proud
I’ll stand tall
And say it Out Loud!
The Legs
legs crawling, a deep colored shell shines
curling into itself, covering its weak spots
with its thick skin
It worries not what words hit it, but
What cuts through
Hundreds of legs tucked away, hidden from
Judgement
The centipede spirals, deeper and deeper
Into the void of
Itself
My Headphones
Everyday my headphones like to play music
on audio and Tik Tok.
It always talks about music.
In the afternoon it likes to play jazz music.
When we are together, we listen to music.
At night time it wants to charge.
My headphones make me feel chill and happy
when I’m driving.
My Echo-Dot
Everyday my Echo Dot annoys me
by breaking down.
It always talks about my favorite books,
insulting all my choices.
In the afternoon it wants to play some
weird random music.
When we are together we always argue,
because it never soothes.
At night time it wants to beep and fall
off my bed. Losing the cable attached to it.
My Echo-Dot makes me super annoyed,
It acts like an eel.
Sunday
Early on Sunday morning I feel like a picture frame,
when I hang on the wall with the one ability to
printed photos up.
In the afternoon, I’m a long thin rope when
I sit on the living sofa watching TV.
By evening I feel like an endless tunnel
when there is creativity in my mind
during mealtimes. At the end of Sunday
I’m a big two-toned spiral circle when I’m
about to go to bed at the late hours.
