
VOX Teen Poetry: ‘Mystery Girl’
She wonders what life is like without feeling caged, wall after wall, after wall. Where can she escape? She thinks of it as a maze.

She wonders what life is like without feeling caged, wall after wall, after wall. Where can she escape? She thinks of it as a maze.

Standing face to face, Your left hand and mine pressed together like in prayer, Right hand over heart, Eyes blink to white, Echos of a

He’s amazing, I’m in awe, He makes me smile, No it’s not that kind of love, I wonder if I’m anything like that? Eyes piercing

in that golden haze the undeniable phase of warm summer days a dream to take me far far away find me in this geography wisps

When I was young I loved lego sets Putting them together Taking them apart Building something new The only person who might have loved the

I decided to share this poem because on Sept. 11, 2001, we weren’t Democrats or Republicans, we weren’t Black or white, we weren’t Christians or

“Moon Girl” is about having that “Non-stop” or “High feeling” when you are doing something you love alongside with someone else.

Free Refill Rain down into my cup, Fill it up with inspiration, Looking up to you from here, Like a beacon in the sky, You

Reflections from a shattered mirror that was glued back together, -Silver rings catching the sunlight- Sculptures centuries old preserved, -Magnolia flowers at the top of

My hands wavin’ over puddles of rain, Grass seeds poppin’ and puffin’ open on my shin, Sneakers slidin against the bumpy wet pavement, Runnin’ so

Dream It’s been our dream to become a travel nurse since forever. So I wonder… Did we make it? Are we getting there? I wonder

Follow the stream, Romeo cried, “O, that I were a glove upon that hand. That I might touch that cheek,” I need not yearn for