VOX ATL's Brian K. shares a personal poem about his relationship with his father. Read on
Poetry / all
It’s not the college I remember touring, But that’s what life is, hardly boring. I’ve learned how to change, In a world so strange. Read on
Dear You, I’m proud of you sis. Yes, you. Look at you, picking yourself up from being pricked and bruised by thorns, and rising above the agony and becoming the rose that you are. The rose that has been suffering, deformed, but continues to stand tall, bold, and marvelous. It is the month of love,… Read on
Blinded By Devotion The nagging calls my name, in my mind the twisted voice grows louder, I’m forced to answer. I fell prey to it’s empty words once again. My knowledge tells me not to listen, but I still fall into this whirlpool. Spiraling. I am blinded by devotion. I’ve sold myself into its clutches,… Read on
I arrived on this campus, Eager to learn, a blank canvas. I hoped we would last at least a week, The future unknown, looking bleak. Little did I know, With COVID breaking the status quo, We would be here to stay, The campus open day after day. I arrive with my plants, conversation-starters by chance,… Read on
"Last summer, when the pandemic was settling in as a fact of life, I spent a lot of time thinking about how it isolates us." Read on