Homework

Write a self-portrait poem.
Paint a word portrait of myself.
I don't even know what I am yet.
(Homework)

Go to school during the week.
Go to tournaments on weekends.
Practice flute every day.
(Too much homework)

Stay up till midnight.
Sleep til noon.
Read books all day.
(Much better than homework)

Read science fiction novels.
Read poetry books.
Read great literature.
(Enjoyable homework)

Go places with my friends.
Spend time with my family.
Get to know my classmates.
(Loving homework)

Decide how to wear my hair.
Choose a style of clothes that I like.
Decide whether to get contact lenses.
(Teenage homework)

One moment I am a little girl.
The next moment I'm an adult.
Then I'm a teenager caught in between.
(Bewildering homework)

Protect myself from the violence around me.
Don't let myself get mixed up with drugs.
Take precautions against getting AIDS.
(Serious homework)

Do I have a boyfriend yet?
What will I major in?
What will I be when I grow up?
(I'll never finish all this homework)

- by Desiré Cochems


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God

O world, I cannot hold thee close enough!
Thy winds, thy wide grey skies!
Thy mists that roll and rise!
Thy woods, this autumn day, that ache and sag
And all but cry with colour! That gaunt crag
To crush! To lift the lean of that black bluff!
World, World, I cannot get thee close enough!

Long have I known a glory in it all,
But never knew I this;
Here such a passion is
As stretcheth me apart,--Lord, I do fear
Thou'st made the world too beautiful this year;
My soul is all but out of me,--let fall
No burning leaf; prithee, let no bird call.

- Edna St. Vincent Millay


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Carnival

I reveled in the carnival of IRC
Ensnared by the lights
Ignoring the shadows
All fantasy...whirling and giddy
Free to feel, no risks
Only the fortune teller to avoid.

Don Juan in greasepaint
Heart safely hidden on my sleeve.
One of the acts
Wit and charm
Eros with Venus
Cavorting arm in arm.

At home in the carny
Larger than life
Guess your weight?
Make you smile?
Warm your night?
All for art.

The carnival is drab now
The lights merely glow
Grease paint not needed
And sleeve now empty
I am captivated
Mesmerized by your brilliance.

- by Chris Cochems

Bath Suds -- A short story.


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