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A Blog of Seattle Arts & Lectures

“Here’s to… (A Shout-out Poem),” by Delilah Gregory

Here’s to the best things to the lemon Hi-chews to the yellows and blues to the spring day to the weather today! to Tootsie Pops to tiny little shops to Ratatouille to Toy Story 3 to weird-looking bugs to colorful mugs to cookies and cream to pints of ice cream to the lights in the […]

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“The Me I Hold Inside My Heart,” by Eka Bhuyan

She is a goddess She is cool ranch Doritos and barbecue lays There is spice on her breath and a song on her lips She is bold Sharpie She’s got a heart of cheese and masala blood She is sugar and spice (but mostly spice) She’s got a cockroach soul: (the power to survive) Her […]

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Faces of SAL: Avery Alexander

Hi there! I’m Avery Alexander and I’m so happy to join SAL as this spring’s Public Programs Intern! I answered some questions about who I am and what I like to read, so I hope it will help everyone learn a little bit about me… Favorite book as a kid (and why)? I always have […]

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“Ego Vibes,” by Nemo Trice

My light is so bright people can’t see it’s so fast that it could go down to the deepest depths of the ocean all the way to Japan your head is expanding like a balloon full of my words what I write comes to life I’m a force of nature that you chop down with […]

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“this spring,” by Aamina Mughal

you let spring make you lazy, it seeps like honey into your bones until they’re heavy and sinking like grand ships with holes in their hulls. spring makes ruins of you. you watch the sunrise over a still lake, a morning of soft pastel though you wished for water set ablaze and light that sang. […]

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“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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“An Ode to Books and Those Who Create Them” by Jennifer Duval

Simply put, SAL would be lost without our volunteers. Their generosity and kindness, know-how and long memories keep our events running smoothly. Enjoy these reflections on volunteering with SAL from one of our longtime volunteers, Jennifer Duval!   Joy Harjo will be my sixtieth. If I did my math correctly and was able to recall […]

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