Leaves.
They crumple and the brown and they burn,
As the heat of summer rises.

Flames.
Stroke the trunks of the trees,
A deadly embrace.

The leaves
Sink,
Falling,
Exploding into sparks,
Catching quicker than Katniss Everdeen,
The world burns,
And we can't stop it.

The veins of the leaf,
Were life,
Rivers in tiny form,
Carving mountains of green paper,
The carry
Everything.

The weight of the world is upon them,
For just one simple need,
To grow,
And...

Brylee: Clumsy 15 year old girl, tall with long blonde hair. She can be a bit shy sometimes but she isn’t afraid to stand up for herself and her friends. She is very practical, and doesn’t fall for tricks. She is reluctant to believe in something that doesn’t seem possible. 

Austyn: 15 year old girl with strawberry blonde curls. She is very outgoing, and the opposite of Brylee when it comes to practicality. She loves to believe in fantastical things....

There was a door left open,
In a shadowed room,
That let in a few small light streams,
So no one ever forgot.

There was a door left open,
Long before the night,
It creaked upon its hinges,
And never quite closed right.

There was a door left open,
That gleamed with orange and cream,
Just a tiny shard of sun,
Before the sky started to lean.

There was a door left open,
The light before it closed,
Nothing in...

It always feels so big,
All the insurmountable tasks.
So big before you even start,
It seems distant,
And it can't be happening,
Not to you.

It's always someone else,
Always another name,
Always someone other's
Tally mark slotted up in death's book.

And it's never happening to you,
Even when it is,
Always distant, far away,
Like the stars,
So small,
So large.

It's always so far off,
You can never quite comprehend,
Like thunder
Reaction always delayed,
It...

I never knew I was standing up,
Until I began to fall.

I never knew I had it good,
Until I had it rough.

I never knew that I was happy,
Until I could not smile.

I never knew that I could write,
Until I held a pen.

I never knew I was an actress,
Until I walked on stage.

I never knew how to love,
Until I found this someone.

All the things I never knew,
Oh, how it...

Bury me deeper
in words.
Let those tiny lil worms
eat me all up.
Don’t mark me 
with a stone.
Don’t do any such thing.
Don’t bring me flowers,
bring me seeds,
and I’ll do the rest.
Publish my poetry.
But only one copy.
And give it to a library,
or maybe an orphanage.
Or keep it.
And bury it
deeper in words.
Let those tiny lil worms
eat it all up,
maybe in your backyard,
or the potted plant...

Him and I,
I and he,
We,
Us,
Together.

Education has failed to reach the ones who say “All Lives Matter”
They are the ones who should stumble down the latter
I will not lie
But I will indeed sigh 
All lives do matter but all lives are not in danger
Blacks are the ones who are on a glacier
I will not lie 
But I will indeed sigh
This is not saying black lives matter more
It just means they need help to roar
I will not lie  ...

Leaves.
They crumple and the brown and they burn,
As the heat of summer rises.

Flames.
Stroke the trunks of the trees,
A deadly embrace.

The leaves
Sink,
Falling,
Exploding into sparks,
Catching quicker than Katniss Everdeen,
The world burns,
And we can't stop it.

The veins of the leaf,
Were life,
Rivers in tiny form,
Carving mountains of green paper,
The carry
Everything.

The weight of the world is upon them,
For just one simple need,
To grow,
And...

Brylee: Clumsy 15 year old girl, tall with long blonde hair. She can be a bit shy sometimes but she isn’t afraid to stand up for herself and her friends. She is very practical, and doesn’t fall for tricks. She is reluctant to believe in something that doesn’t seem possible. 

Austyn: 15 year old girl with strawberry blonde curls. She is very outgoing, and the opposite of Brylee when it comes to practicality. She loves to believe in fantastical things....

There was a door left open,
In a shadowed room,
That let in a few small light streams,
So no one ever forgot.

There was a door left open,
Long before the night,
It creaked upon its hinges,
And never quite closed right.

There was a door left open,
That gleamed with orange and cream,
Just a tiny shard of sun,
Before the sky started to lean.

There was a door left open,
The light before it closed,
Nothing in...

It always feels so big,
All the insurmountable tasks.
So big before you even start,
It seems distant,
And it can't be happening,
Not to you.

It's always someone else,
Always another name,
Always someone other's
Tally mark slotted up in death's book.

And it's never happening to you,
Even when it is,
Always distant, far away,
Like the stars,
So small,
So large.

It's always so far off,
You can never quite comprehend,
Like thunder
Reaction always delayed,
It...

I never knew I was standing up,
Until I began to fall.

I never knew I had it good,
Until I had it rough.

I never knew that I was happy,
Until I could not smile.

I never knew that I could write,
Until I held a pen.

I never knew I was an actress,
Until I walked on stage.

I never knew how to love,
Until I found this someone.

All the things I never knew,
Oh, how it...

Bury me deeper
in words.
Let those tiny lil worms
eat me all up.
Don’t mark me 
with a stone.
Don’t do any such thing.
Don’t bring me flowers,
bring me seeds,
and I’ll do the rest.
Publish my poetry.
But only one copy.
And give it to a library,
or maybe an orphanage.
Or keep it.
And bury it
deeper in words.
Let those tiny lil worms
eat it all up,
maybe in your backyard,
or the potted plant...

Him and I,
I and he,
We,
Us,
Together.

Education has failed to reach the ones who say “All Lives Matter”
They are the ones who should stumble down the latter
I will not lie
But I will indeed sigh 
All lives do matter but all lives are not in danger
Blacks are the ones who are on a glacier
I will not lie 
But I will indeed sigh
This is not saying black lives matter more
It just means they need help to roar
I will not lie  ...

Bones too big and soul too small 
Gravity in blood stream
Submerged in density 
Brain too small reaching like tentacles
Into silence 
Atoms pressing against skin
Air vibrating in ears
Thoughts a mile deep below
The sea and tears stuck 
Behind your skull
Ink dries slower and rain falls quicker 
Breaths are heavy and light and 
You hardly breathe and if
You stood up you feel you 
Would still be pinned to your seat
If you speak there would be...