Contest Poem

i dont believe in evolution and yet
i find my self looking into the eyes of this
creature and seeing...a former self.
I shake my head in disbelief.
If God exists and I formed from his image
how can i feel as if i'm looking into
my past.
We play mirror as her fingertips
explore my tiny hand like a mother would
her firstborn.
If I was not she then why does this
feel so comfortable? Why let me in
as though i am the prodical daughter?
Was moses lying when he penned the
origins of man or was there data
omitted?
in the writtings it says to have dominion
over the creatures of the earth
but how can you control your
heritage?
this expeditions goal was not one
of self service but i've stumbled upon it.
I came to discover more about her
only to find myself.

RAWR!

Why is it that I always find
the WORST time to want someone?
So I totally like this guy, [lets call him R.]
Now R and I went to the same middle school
& stuff. Now in middle school [&& high school]
I had a super crush on R. Like...BIG.
Anyway. That [obviously] didnt work out.
But thanks to the miracle of technology
[cough cough facebook] I found him again &
we began aim'ing and texting.
When I came back to the valley for thanksgiving we
hung out & I was like "Whoa. I still have a crush on him."
Good thing is he was starting to like me too.
=]
Now that I'm here for Christmas break, we hang out
like everyday. Yes...everyday.
I've met his parents and all that good jazz.
Now, here's the downside.
I'm only home for [roughly] 4 months out of the year.
&& who wants a seasonal relationship?
Oh but it gets worse.
He might be moving to Florida.
RIGHT?
[sigh.]
Guess I'll just have to enjoy the sparks while I can.

MTV

I want to be on the Real World.
Yes I know what the hell?
But i LOVE this show.
Been watching it since Miami.
YOU KNOW HOW LONG THAT IS?!
shoo'.
SO.....
help me get in that house!!!

Ignominy

a people stripped voiceless.

uncommon faces dripping with familiarity pass mine.

swollen eyes unsure to connect, afraid no sound

will escape their lips.

breath is the closest thing to life they have.

i saw a young girl yesterday.

eyes glazed over with shame.

imitating intimacy was all she knew.

her once fresh face is now timed.

as she lays, awaiting this ignominy she 

yearns to pick the locks that keeps her chained,

and play.

Can I dawn the threads that harbor her tears.

Can I walk in the shoes buried in her sorrow.

I indirectly feed her direct imprisonment.

I push for commodities that use her as a commodity. 

The longer I continue, the faster she deteriorates. 

A prayer of deliverance will not suffice.

For only outstretched arms will save her.

 There are 27 million slaves being trafficked today.

13.5 million are children.

www.callandresponse.com

Something Like Life.

OMG.
I've been absent
for sooo long.
Sorry sorry.
So lemme tell you
what's been happening.
I ran for Freshman Representative
&& WON!
whoot!

Met a new guy
named Ryan.
Hella cool kid.
We hang all the time.
Rumor around school
is we're a couple.
NOT!
lol.

Other than that
Life is pretty plain.

Facebook

omg. 

i'm addicted.

Another Beach Trip.

This time it was

Ashley, Daylene,

Ryan, Jessica,

Anthony && Jennifer.

fun times.

check it.