7:20 am
Photo by Alyssa Duarte By Alyssa Duarte 7:20am, dreams colored violet filled with envy shades of fire love isn’t free a cold heart swallowed the sea think of her think of me only a nightmare but you should envy the color her long hair shades of brown the ocean churns her heart frowns my sweet…
Nurturing Your Roots: My Visit to the Nuwu Art Gallery
Photo by Lauren Dominguez By Lauren Dominguez As someone who is of mixed race, it’s always such a shock to be labeled as one side and to have the other completely disregarded. I’ve always lived within those black and white areas. My father is Mexican and my mother is various percentages of Western European. I’ve…
seed cemetery
Photo by Angie Shenouda By Angie Shenouda in the early mourning of the wake he snuggles two fingers into the damp earth where he lies his head and heart to rest in a field of faux goodbyes and promises unspoken- a burial ground- he lowers the casket full of seeds, nothing but damp soil for…
On Growth: Five Movies That Approach Growth Through a Fresh Lens
Photo by Kleigh Balugo By Molly Zofia If you know me, then you know I spend so much time watching movies that it borders on being a bit sad. But for me, film is one of the most beautiful forms of human expression that we have. I love film because it enables so many people…
Journey of the Spirit
Photo by Kleigh Balugo By Isabelle Murphy Let the lush green Push through your Spread fingers. Running through dewy grass The trickle of fresh water Over muddy stones Silver lighted figures Cradle your Salt water tears Turning up Lavender blooms Winding out Ivy on tree trunks Pulling you in “Shhhh,” She whispers, “It is time…
happy poem
Photo by Aiden Nelson By Aiden Nelson I’ve been reading happy poems lately and feeling that feeling that swells in my chest like something small inside me is growing, like every molecule is lined up saying yesyesyes louder and louder, like there is something beautiful and full of purpose living inside my fragile skin. I…
My Kind of Growing
Photo by Clare Breakell By Clare Breakell A daughter of heat Scorched from my crown to my soles I tried to bathe in the sun Here is where I dug my hands Here is where all that I was has been left Many trees have fallen since, Not a single one heard Choking on dirt …
Bloom
Photo by Luna Maluna Gri By Luna Maluna Gri I watched myself wilting fallen petals beside my feet I wilted and wilted down to my roots Shedding everything which weighed so heavy on my shoulders, everything I don’t need anymore I nourished myself in the rich black soil I watched myself growing new leaves and…
The Sprouting Playlist
We planted seeds and now that it’s finally spring they’re starting to sprout. For the month of April, Kindergarten contributors compiled their favorite songs to listen to when they’re gardening, on a picnic, or just out in nature in general. Listen to the playlist here Tracy Fuentes “Everywhere” by Fleetwood Mac I imagine running through…
My Impossible Mourning
Photo by Izzy Bliss By Sydney Shaffer This time of year I think about Emily Dickinson. She is always on my mind when the flowers beside my home begin to bloom. The cherry blossom trees I pass on the way to the grocery store remind me of her happiness. She would love to breathe the…
Eulogy for Past Versions of Myself
Photo by Kleigh Balugo By Madison Kleinrock-Andrews The version of myself who was blissfully naive, the version of myself whose biggest problem was deciding what toy she wanted from the store, the version of myself who thought I had found love with you are all dead now. But so are the version of myself who…
Two Haikus: Evening Rain
Photo by Greta Unetich By Greta Unetich Two Haikus: Evening Rain The rain tonight sends Everyone to their houses. Our fingertips and Faces turned up, we Walk, side-by-side, to my car Beneath the damp trees. Two Haikus: Evening Rain (Alternate) The rain sends all souls To their houses tonight. Our Fingertips turned up, We walk…
From A to Z(ines): An Interview with Manny Muñoz
Photo by Jacob Vecchione By Tracy Fuentes Back in August of last year, I began interning at the Marjorie Barrick Museum of Art, the only art museum in Las Vegas. During this time, I met Manny Muñoz, the Educational Outreach and Programming Assistant at the Barrick. While doing archival work, we bonded over our love…
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