June 13, 2024
2024 Summer Book Bingo, our free summer reading program with The Seattle Public Library, is in full swing! Download your card here. Start your summer reading now and if you get a bingo or blackout,...
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June 4, 2024
I have a dream- I have a dream that little black boys and girls will grow up to see their beauty. That they will understand that black is beautiful- That Black is not aggressive, and Black is not viol...
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May 28, 2024
by Avery Alexander, Public Programs Intern Rejoice! It’s officially time for 2024 Summer Book Bingo! This year we have introduced something that I’m personally extremely excited about ― the Teen...
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May 24, 2024
Summer is in the air! This week, we launched our 10th year of Summer Book Bingo, a free, community program brought to you by Seattle Arts & Lectures and The Seattle Public Library. To celebrate th...
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May 22, 2024
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-looki...
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May 9, 2024
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 spi...
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May 7, 2024
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 every...
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May 2, 2024
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 writ...
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April 25, 2024
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 ...
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April 2, 2024
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...
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