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Teens
Poems, activities, and learning prompts for teens.
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From the magazine:Time Is Blossoming
By Mo FeiTranslated By Wang PingAs if sweet olives blossomed again after the first Bailu frost, shadows
Talk, tiger tail grass talks,… - Poem
From the magazine:broken lyre
By Asha Futtermanmy hands are still my hands
like my grandfather’s hands
are his hands and they
are on the window
attached… - Poem
From the magazine:Grave-Digging
By Rodney JonesIt was July. I must have been sixteen or seventeen,
And proud to be chosen for a grown man’s work,
Hollowing… - Poem
From the magazine:The Call
By Ellen June WrightThe caregiver calls to tell me about mother,
but I know she hasn’t slept. The security videos
of her restless… - Poem
From the magazine:Hereafter
By Kevin YoungOnce, in winter, I was blessed
by lightning, the plane
sudden struck—the boom
of it, the cabin lit … - Poem
From the magazine:An Optimism
By Cameron Awkward-RichIt is morning. Remember that.
It is morning and the house is quiet,
so quiet that I can, for the moment… - Poem
From the magazine:We Must Be in the Harvest Again
By Jessie LeitzelThe end of summer
and our jalapeño plant
is wilting, its stem brittle
as the heat peels
away from us,
though… - Poem
From the magazine:Pandemic Feature: The Breakfast Club
By Peter KlineIf we’re put here long enough, someone’s bound to learn something. The sweep of the second hand erases… - Poem
From the magazine:A Children’s Story
By Paula BohinceAgain, an ousted child or orphan happens onto a den.
It happens then. Invitation by faun or badger to… - Poem
From the magazine:As Bee
By Paula BohinceForgive my trespass, I mistook for work a crown
of raspberries and custard. Thank you, tartlet, thank… - Poem
From the magazine:Memorial Day
By Aaron ShurinAnd still one looks to the tree to paraphrase the sky, arbiter of wind and sun. The hills with their… 
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From the magazine:War. Day 294
By Olga LivshinDecember. In Odesa,
power stations, shelled.
Your father’s friend
shivers in his apartment
crammed with … - Poem
From the magazine:Street Food
By Daniel HalpernThe redolence of rose and new road.
The attar of grass, recently cut.
The fish-whiff of anchovy.
The spinning… - Poem
From the magazine:Crossing
By Ross WhiteI’m not the first man to lose his father
slowly, not the first to wonder
when I walk in the room if the… - Poem
From the magazine:Physical Education
By Joshua BennettFor the sake of argument, let’s say
the day my father outlawed all contact
between backhand and face, … - Poem
From the magazine:Wreck
By Stefania GomezFiremen cut the car open like a cake but when
they reached through the windshield to pull me out
they …
