Coffee and treats were laid out in the Bergami Center of Science, Technology and Innovation. Diversity Peer Educators (DPE’s) from the Myatt Center of Diversity and Inclusion along with members of the...
Poetry is an art form by which people can express their emotions, experiences and vulnerabilities. It provides a platform for people to address hard topics, past trauma and current issues. Poetry transcends...
What if grass is greener on the other side,
Because it’s always raining there,
Where the ones who never fail to give,
Hardly have enough to spare,
Where the people with the broadest smiles,
Have...
You Are You in the Moments When You’re Not Trying to Be.
I met her in the shadows,
On the sidelines, in between,
Living in the spaces
Where she could see but not be seen.
And she taught me to...
You’ve got your stories pressed like flowers
On notebook pages to be
preserves,
As though the right for you to share them
Has been as yet undeserved.
Or perhaps it’s something
primal
To simply...
If you want to catch a dream
That lifts you high above the ground
You must break free of the things
That are intent to hold you down.
Because the secret to success,
The only way to ever grow,
Is...
Mother Earth
THE MOUNTAINS ARE MY BONES,
THE RIVERS MY VEINS
THE FORESTS ARE MY THOUGHTS,
AND THE STARS ARE MY DREAMS
THE OCEAN IS MY HEART,
ITS POUNDING IS MY PULSE
THE SONGS OF THE EARTH...
“Promises”
I promised to kiss her,
A million times
Before I died,
50 a day
for the rest of our lives.
And when I was gone,
She could smile.
Knowing there wasn’t a piece
On her
I missed
-Atticus
The Numbers Game
There are 559 plates 4000 plastic cups stacked in 10 by 10 row crates,
about 10,000 utensils 600 bowls 354 pans and 3 coffee stains that lay across the blue and green tiles that cover...
By: Sierrah Smalls, Damani Piper, Shakoyah Brown, Keana DuBose, Keshawna Alderman, and Tage Dasrat
Sometimes strength is accepting defeat
Resurrecting your body from the dead
Defeat is not an ending...
In a sea of strangers you’ve longed to know me
Your life spent sailing to my shores
The arms that yearn to someday hold me
Will ache beneath the heavy oars
Please take your time and take it slowly
As...
She often felt lonely,
Despite a crowded room.
She liked to stay up late,
And tell stories to the moon.
She danced in what little light,
The stars allowed to be seen,
And she often kept herself awake,
For...
What if I read to you a story,
Starting; “Once Upon A Time,”
And you realised that it was your life,
Spelt out on every line,
Would you hear my voice with wonder,
As it brushed across each word,
And...
