The submissions deadline is Friday, February 17, 2023.
Sitting on shelves
with ripped blue jeans
and stained black shirts,
an abandoned argyle sweater from last season
to be adopted
There is a poem among these discarded threads.
There are so many clothes,
I almost stop looking.
Then there is one skirt, picked at last,
woven with words each one intricately threaded
into the next line.
In a big pile of lost,
I have found the meaning.
Poetry is the found among the discarded,
not known and hard to understand.
Like leaves blown
away by the wind.
Poetry is the girl in the back of the store.
Not hiding but hidden.
Black hair and glasses,
with garments in her basket
like the words in a line.
She sees the hidden beauty in unwanted things.
She finds the true meaning.
She can find the poetry in a store full of old clothes.
Kate DiCamillo, and I read this a couple of years ago but it is still my favorite: Because of Winn-Dixie
I want to be a pediatric surgeon and I hope in my future world that people will learn how to fight with their words if they have to do any fighting at all.
Dr. Angela who came to this country at the age of 15. She now runs the Mount Sinai Adolescent Health Center and is one of the pioneers who invented the field of Adolescent Health.