That Night
by Savā Ford It was a night of summer air, that was warm Warm air that summer night I thought I heard a lightning storm The smell of rain in the mist of my sight It was so crazy I had felt re born That night the street was very bright The street lights were oh so bright On that summer night it was warm That summer night I had been born No jacket no pants required that night Merely a pink bathing suit I had in sight No sign of pain because there was no storm No pain because there is no storm Wonder invigorating light that's bright As we run as wolves in the night There's a car in sight I began to feel sticky and warm We hopped in the car that night Torn again we were born Blowing the horn we were born Wet and slippery but no storm I was born that night The morning was bright Warmer and warmer The sun appeared in my sight The sun was bright in my sight I had been born In air that was warm No signs of a pain storm Because it was bright As it was that night As the night before When my sight was blurred And the light was bright I had been born In a loving storm It was warm That night I was born In a storm I gained sight On that warm bright night Savā is a junior. She enjoys listening to music and writing in her free time.
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When You Can’t Sleep at Night
by JM 2:05 a.m, and I can’t sleep don’t even feel tired, just staring into the darkness of the night in bed trying to dream Sometimes turning to my right, until I sleep in peace I close my eyes and face the feeling of loneliness But it’s still night time to say goodnight All I want to do is say goodnight and finally fall into a death-like sleep But all I can think of is my loneliness I want to say goodbye to the night When it’s light, I’m at peace When it’s light I daydream I do not dream when it is time to say goodnight I do not feel at peace so I cannot sleep It’s a never ending night with the painful feeling of loneliness and the empty space on this bed adds on to this feeling of loneliness Everyday I dream I dream that one day I will sleep at night and say goodnight and finally sleep in peace But how can I sleep in peace when all I feel is loneliness When will I sleep when will I dream And when will I say goodnight to this god damn night I guess I’m stuck with this night I don’t know how I can accept this and feel at peace I don’t know if I can say goodnight and let go of this loneliness And finally dream and sleep But I must accept the night to stop this loneliness I lie on this bed in peace and dream and finally say goodnight and go to sleep JM is a sophomore. She enjoys reading and writing in her spare time. Today There's Emasculation
by Jalen Perez Today There's Emasculation mass decaying, mass sedation of the youth were raising vaccinations, love in hatred, mastication in form of stolen payments from government matrix short lasting patience/ welcome, this is orientation for your disoriented nation integration wasn't so great in/ this damn place is/ filled in separation alienation that generations were all complacent with being placed in and there's no master races, there's only one race/ human being/ face it/ it's dangerous delegations dedicated to devastation leads to one destination, decimation/ false information based in subservient education/ designed to confine our placement/ and thinking so assume your position, control inhibitions/ be aloof to the noose that's slowly killing and be pimped into submission/ sent into your sentence/ no semblance of assembling But the pendulum swings in equal direction where's there's hateful intention, drug infested, kids molested/ there's love protecting Divine intervention decides who's ascending/ so stop pretending cause this the ending Jalen is a senior. He performed this piece earlier this school year at the FHS Open Mic. The Archetypes
by Nia A. Archetype-a very typical example of a person or thing We have no identity We fall under the archetypes Genres...the people we are supposed to be The hero, the damsel in distress, the villain They sort people into categories that tell them who they are Not the other way around We have no identity until they tell us who we are Shouldn’t it be the other way around? I should tell you who I am. We won’t dissolve like salt in water into the part you want us to play We will rise like mountains in the beautiful sky We won’t wear the dog tags you give us. We make our own identity We are the dreamers, the go-getters We are the determined and the hard-working We make our own identity And no we are not typical Nia is a sophomore. She originally wrote this poem for the Poetry Today elective. Boris the animal by Jesus Ramirez Yellow skin Red eyes and freckles Blue hair and fingernails Green teeth I have seven snakes for a tail The head of a boar The wings of an owl The legs and feet of a lion The body of a man And the appetite of a whale. This is my guardian angel His name is Boris, Boris the animal. He draws his sword out and summons his spirit from the flames. Boris the animal, hear my prayer. Now grin, smile, and laugh; my wild animal angel. Jesus is a senior. He loves creating art, writing poetry, and listening to music, especially Lana del Rey. Dear Doll
By Aaliyah Williams I put you in a box, And I TOLD you to stay there. I cried out, but you wouldn't come to me. So I looked, and looked. You wouldn't let me. I lost you and I lost my beloved childhood. You with your imperfections missing a finger, still kept your charm. It was you. You guided me, caressed me. To me, there was always something more. You never answered me. I wanted reassurance, Finally I stopped looking. Adolescence is much over. I put you in a box, And I TOLD you to stay there. Aaliyah is a senior. She enjoys writing poetry and marching band in her free time. She will be attending Raritan Valley Community College in the Fall. Bad day
by Lizet There's always going to be a day When things won't go right Where they won't go the right way You can't really do much about it But you do chose to make the best do it What you do is your choice Don't go bad Because of one bad day Lizet is a junior. She enjoys reading and writing in her free time. "Nymph"
by Emily M. I reverted back to nature. Mother Earth itself, My mother. I let the leaves cover my naked body. I put flowers in my hair in replace of pins. I let the water from the stream, wash away each sin that covered my face. I used damp earth as a scrub, and sap from trees to soothe. Emily is a sophomore. She enjoys reading and writing poetry, as well as listening to music. "Micro-aggressions"
by Alyssa B. “You don’t act Hispanic”, they say. As if they is a universal personality for Hispanics? As if we don’t have 22 different countries with millions of people? 22 different countries filled with different religions, cultures, and histories Yet, because I rather I prefer not to act “crazy”, dress provocatively, and be loud at all hours, I am not Hispanic enough for you “Are you the first in your family to go to college?”, they ask As if they expected me to tell them my mother dropped out of high school due to a teen pregnancy As if she isn’t currently pursuing her master’s degree Yet, you expect us Hispanics to not strive for the same excellence you easily attain, We are not smart enough for you “Is she illegally here?”, they wonder As if we’ve all had to cross the border, risking lives to get here As if we’ve all had to travel the waters in boats, risking drowning to get here As if our only possible way to attain citizenship is with a green card marriage As if we do not deserve to be in this country just as much as you and your immigrant ancestors did hundreds of years ago Yet, you expect us all to smuggle drugs, be criminals, or rapists because your recent president-elect says that’s so, We are not American enough for you Yet, here we stand united as one because my people have contributed to this country’s history just as much as yours Alyssa is a senior. She will be studying Forensics and Criminal Justice at Saint Peter's University in the Fall. |
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Epiphany Literary Magazine is a safe space for students at Franklin High School to share their creativity. Archives '16-'20
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