elementia issue 11
U, I, and Growing UpBy Eric Gunnarson
i, the definitive
the only you in the world
i am and you are individual
we are separate
we are absolute masters
of our individual perceived universes.
The Maple TreeBy Ramya Chilappa
Marina Green had always been the epitome of normal. She got good grades, but they were nothing phenomenal. She was pretty enough, but no great beauty. She had friends (did one count?), but was nowhere near a social butterfly.
The Job of a CatcherBy Connor Durham
Seeing out onto the entire field and beyond,
Like seeing out onto a battlefield during a war
While being guarded by the tools of ignorance,
Being the catcher like the general of the team.
Once GloriousBy Anonymous
There was once a bright, new, shiny car
with a big engine and all a child’s wildest dreams within.
This noble stallion would speed through all the others,
roaring by them like a lion chasing its prey
through its black-floored, circular jungle.
Out of This WorldBy Asher Abrahms
In my poem “Out of this World,” I explore the theme of oppression and the ways in which Leonard Peltier’s Prison Writings and Rachel Zucker’s “Paying Down the Debt: Happiness” evidence this central theme.
Dreaming of my Perfect WorldBy Elianna Oliver
she could live in the sunny, tropical Bahamian world for a summer
she could experience the ear-popping adventure
on an airplane
going place to place
visiting the breathtaking sights around planet Earth
Tiny Little ThingsBy Regan Erwin
lightly sunkissed skin and bright grey blue eyes
sympathetic, funny, crazy
daughter of a caring, loving mom named Carmen
making new memories
gaining more friends
laughing so hard my stomach hurts
Who I Want To BeBy Shantha Burt
Of all the questions,
one stands out.
Who do you want to be?
I want to be someone whose life is overflowing with adventure.
I want to travel and explore.
It would be great to see monuments as bold as stars.