National Poetry Month

KUT is partnering with Kealing Middle School, Austin Bat Cave writing center, and Fulmore Middle School to celebrate National Poetry Month. This April, we’re airing poems written by Austin creative writing students.

Love

Apr 29, 2016

What is love?

Love is something you earn or gain through the challenges you face with others.

Love is something that you need in order to live in everyday life.

Love is a rhythm that keeps your body grooving like a whip and nae-nae.

Love—an unknown object that no living object could resist.

MLK, back then said that “in the center of nonviolence stands the principle of love.”

In these terms, he used it as a force for good, but to others it is a force of evil such as the love of destruction and death.

Soy Americano

Apr 29, 2016

My name is Alex or Alejandro.

I am Mexican

but I am also American.

I am just 14 years old.

Others see me as brown skin.

I’m very nice to everyone,

doesn’t matter who you are.

Yeah, you’re right,

I was born in Mexico

and I don’t have any papers,

but it doesn’t matter,

I consider myself American.

I like to watch the Super Bowl

and eat bbq.

What else does an American do

that I don’t?

Maybe it doesn’t matter

what place or race

or what team or what we eat,

Popularity

Apr 28, 2016

You stand in the center of a room of friends

And yet you stand alone.

Afraid of what they may say about you,

The real you.

They are friends with who you think you want to be,

But you are afraid that it is not really you.

Standing alone,

And though you may rise like summer dust in the desert sun,

Again and again they sweep away your scattered soul,

Taking joy in the power they have over you.

Then there is the jealousy.

Bring down those above you,

However wrong.

Untitled

Apr 28, 2016

Darian Longoria, I’m

Holding it down for you, yeah

It’s messed up what

they did to you and I

promised I was

going to be there for

you, but look at where

you are—up in heaven

looking down at us—it was never a race

But I know you’re in

A better place

Soon I’ll be with you

Looking and Lurking, Draying

Gods with em.

I miss you little homie. Shout out to Darian. Rest in Peace.

I Remember

Apr 28, 2016

The fence snaps.

She would have ignored the hatchlings,

But they taunt her.

She taunts them back.

The coward tastes as bad as he smells.

She ignores the small things,

and instead works on stealth.

Eventually, Rebel challenges the queen.

She is destroyed.

Eventually, the small things come back.

She is given a den that is comfortable

and often a few offerings,

but it’s still only boredom that awaits her every day.

When Red One opens her cage,

she feels that something is going to happen.

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