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By Kayla Pinson Devin Lightner The Statue of Liberity has fallen. The cold water suffocated her almost immediately and Elise Island was...

By Ronae Redwine Devin Lightner When you’re still too small to reach the highest shelf, you must wear a brave face. Fears are not...

By Tori Lyde Devin Lightner There once was this boy, fat young fella indeed, He always put on the best face but was unhappy, in need....

By Jacquori Braddock From the Mass Communication Department’s 2016 Photojournalism Exhibit All girls dorm that I’m sneakin’ in, But you...

By Emiyah T. Brooks From the Mass Communication Department’s 2016 Photojournalism Exhibit Standing here on this stage, my palms are...

By Erica Alston From the Mass Communication Department’s 2016 Photojournalism Exhibit Protect me from the eyes of society Shield me from...

By Nadine Rayes Devin Lightner The story ended on a bit of a letdown. Just Seemed to fall flat at the end The jokes didn’t make any sense...

By Tori Lyde Devin Lightner 88 keys on a piano, right? No color though just black and white. Happy mediums, there’s no room. One or the...

By Damonia Newton From the Mass Communication Department’s 2016 Photojournalism Exhibit She looked at me as if I were a sick patient in a...

By Jocelyn Morris David Lightner Thrifting on Malibu ave...I spy a woman in red. There’s another woman too on the street parallel, on...

by Tedria Smith I lay flat at her feet And watch her brown skin sparkle in the bright hot lights above me She just turned seventeen Her...

By Asia-Aylana Simone White 16. What a young age to give Birth. Sunny San Diego, California, the year is 1973, and its Fall. California...

By Branson Neuman Who killed the butterfly? With wings of gloss. Softer than the caustic moth We look in awe at the way it takes off....

By Branson Neuman I hate the word watch. I’d rather say time piece. As if it’s a piece of time. As if humans could purportedly, Possibly,...

by Dayana Lee Red, white, and blue Here come the sirens Only to dance With the little girls on the corner There’s a war in the streets...

By Harold “Tre” Hancock It’s about soul A different place that you don’t know A place where both love and hurt go Hurts like a wound you...

By Jada Gibbs A place of safety but also hell A separation of good guy and bad guy But no ever wanted to come together Pride in the way...

By Davonna Cummings Under a full moon where a wolf howls a beautiful young girl is being forced to become a woman.

By Shakeiya Culzac A poem in dedication to my aunt who committed suicide Tonight, I lie awake Gasping for air- unable to breathe Oh wait,...