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Category: Youth Poet Laureate

“Ode to Loss,” by Ryan Thich

I forget your love hurts How others forget death To say these blurry motions of mines Aren’t of my heavy eyes, even I forget dreams exist at night It’s your starry eyes, blue skin Blue lips, still hair Still, I’m not ready to face you Cause just knowing you’re close Is enough to make my […]

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“Inheritance,” by Janae Lu

You ask me what I will inherit, You want the easy answer—the kind I would have given you as a child When the glass was half full and full of fairytales, 3D printed hearts, primordial forests, Cars made of sun, bodies on the moon. Back then, the possibilities were infinite. People fell in love over […]

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“Silence is a limb,” by Fatra Hussein

My limbs go loose. Digging deeper and deeper into the earth. As if they are searching for food. My blood seeps out. I wince at the wound. It’s been there since I learned how to talk. It kept me silent when they wronged me. My throat is dry. I search for water as if she […]

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“Dear Spanish,” by Mateo Acuña

Hello old friend. Have you stopped hiding from me? Have you stopped pretending that you’re listening just around the corner, is that why you touch me with silence? Or is it because two worlds are tearing me apart and I don’t have enough native blood in my mouth to bring you as sacrifice? You of […]

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A Conversation with Mateo Acuña, 2023/24 Seattle Youth Poet Laureate

This month, we’re sharing stories woven with heart and light from our youth programs community. In the interview below, our 2023/24 Youth Poet Laureate Mateo Acuña shares the path to writing his first collection of poetry, where he finds inspiration, and what dedicated space and mentorship as part of the Youth Poetry Fellowship (YPF) program […]

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“Oh, the Places You Could Go” by Kyle Gerstel

Two roads in front of you, you take the road less traveled. Pfft, easy. Wait. Is that a Third road? When did that get here? They multiply, or at least You start to see more and more, but when there are more than two roads to choose from, when you’re standing in the Center of […]

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“To travel is to be a passenger whose” by Adhya Kona

To travel is to be a passenger whose Memory is something that follows us where our lives themselves cannot. Personhood in motion is merely moment, after moment, after all; pieces of ourselves we put together and craft a vessel out of to take us from place to place. Like the mythic Ark, the stories that […]

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“American Poetry” by Zinnia Hansen

American Poetry I imagine my brand-new copy of The Best American Poetry 2021 lying stiff and silent after the apocalypse. I’d like to remain conservative a little longer. save seed for winter. watch it sprout in the spring. I break bread by myself, sitting on the floor, hunched over by the fire, like God’s lap […]

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“the poet” by Aamina Mughal

the poet this is you on your knees, surreal roses unfurled in a ghastly inversion at your feet. you balled your fists and balled your eyes out while you were patted on the back, like the ancient, quranic rage in your head could be tapped out. you are on your knees. you thought what a […]

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