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I stare up into the clouds and grieve the world that we have lost I plead with mother Earth to return to her warm and welcoming grasp as I lay there dirt rubbing against my skin I wish to be returned ...
The sun beats down, hot as fire, as hatred burns with a fierce desire. The olive trees weep, their branches low, as death and destruction continue to grow. They now stand as silent witnesses to this l...
I like red, and I like birds, and I like red birds. So, I like flying. So do birds. I don’t like worms. Birds do. So, I will look for birds sometimes. This poem was written by Kingston Jackso...
On the other side of the door, I can hear you crying– and there is something so obscurely beautiful in watching a star collapse before my eyes. Erosion. Implosion. Explosion.
This comic was made by Avery Brown, as a 6th grader at Renaissance School of Art and Reasoning with WITS Writer-in-Residence David Lasky, performed at our SAL Presents event with Oliver Jeffers...
I have a name, but not one representative in its nature. You humans refer to it with these multi-syllable menageries called pheromones, symbolic as inaccessible to most fine creatures on this earth, b...
When did I start falling behind My life, a game of 4 square I must have not been paying attention When did they started adding all these new rules I was completely oblivious Everyone ran along the lin...
Check out this list of SAL staff recommended spots near each of our venues! And if you’re a subscriber, check your subscriber benefits for discounts at select locales. Benaroya Hall The C...
One of the greatest joys of summers at SAL is when the Summer Book Bingo boards start rolling in. Reading the comments from participants about what they most learned, loved, and how they spent their s...
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 hi...