
VOX Teen Poetry: Branded
Now ain’t that funny? You don’t buy black cuz it’s “too expensive,” But let Calvin, Gucci, or Prada do it you go running to it

Now ain’t that funny? You don’t buy black cuz it’s “too expensive,” But let Calvin, Gucci, or Prada do it you go running to it

She is as fragile as a flower on the inside Pretty as a pink peony on the outside But we will never understand what nutrients

For some time, I was ashamed of my own name. The length, the complexity It was all too much to explain. Many would call it

My Escape As I look through the reflective glass I think I think of all the pain it’s caused me I think of how my

missing a word with so many different meanings a feeling you’ll never get back you will forever carry it in your heart but in the

Beauty, I’ve learned, must never be rushed Nine months are required, at least Beauty can’t be bought, no matter what is said or seen For

What would it take For a voice like mine to be heard For a body like mine to be respected For my potential to be

Friends, there is a miracle for praise to be! For the Goddess of Justice can finally see! With the balancing scales in her right hand,

I dreamt of my Harlem Renaissance, but in elementary school, we split crayons. I moved, got into the bougie school Where they talk to me

During winter a Flower bloomed White and pure just as you’d assume She was told to keep her nectar to herself As one day bees

In the beginning We were together as one Living united under kingdoms Flourishing beneath our African sun Like the devil in disguise Greed conquered the

I am the caramel drizzle I am the mocha found in your coffee I am the rich soil I am the cocoa bean found in