Poetry Contest – April 2015

CLICK HERE TO SEE THE WINNERS! Below are entries for our April 2015 Poetry Contest, themed “rebellion.” Each entry was voted to win by our readers. The 5 poems that had the most Likes by end of day April 30th were judged by our team of editors based on writing chops and theme interpretation. Winners were announced May 10th, 2015.

For contest rules and prizes, CLICK HERE. NOTE: Submission Period is now closed.

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“Summer on Neptune” by Jessica Kagansky

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Take me up in the white wicker house with faded linen curtains and conceal us from the girlish earth. By anticipation our actions create more chaos and color than sitting out by the redwood fence, with white-green barnacles clasping its lengths— there do the babies doll.   There do they doll and dawdle, their antediluvian…

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“One Layover” by Siobhan Bledsoe

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we have forty five mutual friends and then none at all; we’ve defriended our vices and edited out our embarrassments. come, let us leave for ireland by way of iceland where all of the promotional placards on the mta will turn into hot springs, two bodies not fit for such a sight so we throw…

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“Independence Day” by Eunice Pak

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I punched the glass window the other day and the cracked shards screamed and snapped at me back. “Well aren’t you being a tyrant; now we will seize and swallow your hateful hand.” I was kind of sad at that because I didn’t mean any harm. But the shards, they   attacked and pulled my…

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“The Reading” by Emily Elizabeth Bellor

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The sheep may sit in the church, quieting their hooves on the wooden panels below so as not to disturb the worship of their They may sip red wine, and drag stigarettes to the reading,   a ceremony so each sheep may try their sheeply best to become an ivyory sheep (use another metaphor, you…

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“Ferguson 1/8 Sample”- Spook

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­­the heat you can see rising on the horizon­­ the sun hot. the sons hot. and all the daughters keep flooding the block with tears­­ alone and in despair, they screaming out for the laws to stop killing their brothers in the middle of the street. it’s war in the middle west and the middle…

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“Lost” by Saanya Ali

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On the corner of Lex and 53rd is where I found her. She was there with the stale Starbucks cup from the angry morning bridge and tunnel rush. She was there, on the street next to the solitary Spiderman glove dropped by a distracted 4 year old walking to school, light up sneakers and rolling…

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“Raincheck” by Francesca Huynh

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Clearly, I said, clearly. It’s not you- I just don’t want to he spills, each word biting the warmth our bodies have created, each bit of quiet flushing blood to my ears Can I take a rain check? Oh honey, take it with a one way ticket Flood your now foreign flesh with my lived…

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“Skinny Boy” by Kit Zauhar

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i like the way your fingertips and lips tremble it reminds me of flicking soda can tabs and time lapses of grass growing and the sound of people dropping pins on the floor above me and the way my own knuckles vibrate to reveal vulnerable tendons i wonder if sometimes like people who have strokes…

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