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#5311voted by our readers
By mayy_897 SILVER
Hopkinton, Massachusetts

When I press my hand into yours I am reminded of our differences. Your fingertips soft against mine; Peeling, the way I sit at the kitchen table Letting my bit nails sink into...
mayy_897 SILVER, Hopkinton, Massachusetts
6 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
"To define is to limit"


#5312 Poetry
By cz20 SILVER
Hartland, Wisconsin
cz20 SILVER, Hartland, Wisconsin
7 articles 0 photos 0 comments
#5313 Poetry
CheyenneC GOLD, Vero Beach, Florida
14 articles 0 photos 7 comments

Favorite Quote:
The kids who need the most love will ask for it in the most unloving ways.

#5314 Poetry
By fangela PLATINUM
Fort Lee, New Jersey
fangela PLATINUM, Fort Lee, New Jersey
20 articles 1 photo 0 comments
prachi_c BRONZE, Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
4 articles 0 photos 0 comments
#5316 Poetry
By angello BRONZE
Oregon City, Oregon
angello BRONZE, Oregon City, Oregon
2 articles 0 photos 0 comments
AmaraKwameTheOnlyOne GOLD, Durban, Other
10 articles 1 photo 36 comments

Favorite Quote:
Action without thought is empty. Thought without action is blind. <br /> – Kwame Nkrumah

#5318 Poetry
By Jaclyn Dimatteo SILVER
Paso Robles, California
Jaclyn Dimatteo SILVER, Paso Robles, California
7 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
I don't know if this is supposed to be a quote by me but this is Oscar Wilde: "We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars."

#5319 Poetry
By TheRareBreed PLATINUM
Lambertville, Michigan
TheRareBreed PLATINUM, Lambertville, Michigan
43 articles 0 photos 60 comments

Favorite Quote:
“The apple doesn't fall far from the tree." I guess that means we're just products of whoever made us and we don't have much control. The thing is, when people use that phrase, they ignore the most critical part: the falling. Within the logic of that saying, the apple falls every single time. Not falling isn't an option. So, if the apple has to fall, the most important question in my mind is what happens to it upon hitting the ground? Does it touch down with barely a scratch? Or does it smash on impact? Two vastly different fates. When you think about it, who cares about its proximity to the tree or what type of tree spawned it? What really makes all the difference, then, is how we land.”<br /> ― Val Emmich, Dear Evan Hansen

#5320 Poetry
By RoBailey BRONZE
Odessa, Florida
RoBailey BRONZE, Odessa, Florida
2 articles 0 photos 0 comments