by fennvoice | Jan 26, 2023 | Class of 2027
J.D. Souza, Class of 2027
Crowded city, packed with people
Tall buildings hanging over your head
Street performers dancing to the sound of music
Different types of Stores all around filled with excitement
Food stands that smell so good
People dressed up as movie characters
Asking if you want to take a picture with them,
But don’t
It will cost you $500
Beautiful sites to see
Seeing the NBC News building and getting on tv in the background
Skating on outdoor rink outside of Rockefeller plaza
The best restaurants with the BEST food ever
So if you go to New York just look around.
by fennvoice | Jan 19, 2023 | Class of 2027
by Robert Collings, Class of 2027
In my tiny backpack, I found…
A big, blue wristband
stinking and waiting to be washed again
A decomposing, blood-red leaf
saying Goodbye cruel world!
An almost-empty bag of Cheetos
saying EAT MEEEEEE!
My fake wallet
untouched
waiting for me to use it
A piece of grass
and…
another piece of glass
Where is that from?
My dog tags
hard and gray
I don’t have anything to say
My sport glasses
blood red
if it was a human he would be dead
by fennvoice | Jan 19, 2023 | Class of 2027
by J.D. Souza, Class of 2027
Crowded city, packed with people
Tall buildings hanging over your head
Street performers dancing to the sound of music
Different types of Stores all around filled with excitement
Food stands that smell so good
People dressed up as movie characters
asking if you want to take a picture with them,
but don’t
it will cost you $500
Beautiful sites to see
Seeing the NBC News building and getting on tv in the background
Skating on outdoor rink outside of Rockefeller plaza
The best restaurants with the BEST food ever
So if you go to New York just look around.
by fennvoice | Jan 19, 2023 | Class of 2027
by Thomas Carroll, Class of 2027
My helmet, the most important thing in my bag
My gloves, equivalent to a nuclear bomb in stench
That’s why I tell people to clench
their nose
It could take down an entire civilization
Or is that just my imagination?
My skates, my wheels
Everyone tries not to squeal
When they see me flying on my wheels
My stick, something way too expensive
That’s pretty inoffensive,
right?
And my shoulder pads, growing smaller by the days
My knee pads, my saviors
If I didn’t have those, I wouldn’t have legs
that’s why I beg not to have chicken legs
My jersey, a velvet red with a tint of blue
Is it really true, mama?
Are you making beef stew?
Ewww.
My elbow pads, they’re no fad
by fennvoice | Jan 11, 2023 | Class of 2027
~Tommy Belin, Class of 2027
Ratttttttttttttttttat…..!
“Was that auto fire”? I say. “That was like a lawn mower engine.”
I peek around the building – BOOM, BOOM – paint splatters on the wall.
“Awwwww he sees me,” I think in my head. “Wait, is that Robert?”
I peek again – BOOM, kerSPLOOSH – a head shot.
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