elementia issue 6
Writing
The World's Paint
By Bailey TullochYou may think that color paints the Earth, but really you're wrong.
The things we say have been the culprits all wrong
Take this book, take a look inside,
Don't you see the things we should use with pride?
They fill our hearts, our minds, our soul,
What if the World Had Peace
By Tim Cookechorus
What if the world had peace,
no one in the world would have to sleep wit a piece,
i need to find inter peace,
the peace that’s inside of me.
we all need peace it’s what provides for thee,
The Writer
By Connor RiceCreating worlds
The writer does
Is it not?
Conveying a message
With interconnected words
And a simple plot
A thousand ideas
A single pen
The writer has at hand
Take a Good Look
By Michelle OrtizWhat do you see,
when you look at me?
Do you see my different ethnicities?
I’m Mexican
I’m French
I’m White
TO claim one any of,
Those aren’t quite right
I was born on american land
Never Gone: an essay on grieving
By Utsa RamaswamiA lonely tear gently drifted its way down my cheek. I wasn’t sure if it was because my rabbit, Hopper, had just died, or because my brother, standing next to me, was also crying.
Out of Breath: an essay on travel
By Iris DewI stared at the adorable stuffed plush donkeys on the shelf. “Do you think I should get one for Tommy?” my aunt asked me, thinking about adding another plushy to her dog’s collection. We were in line for the cable cars in Santorini.
Who Turned Off the Lights?
By Rachel ArnoldZachary sighed and put a hand to his forehead. He took off his glasses and rested his head on his arm, wishing he could find even one decent actor.
Love Overpowers Evil
By Maddie MiguelAn ordinary villager was he
Poor and only twenty-three
His name was Benjamin
And the princess’s heart he wished to win.
The Princess he so wanted to have
But knowing his chances, he grew sad
Big Brother
By Robert WilliamsMy big brother was shot and killed late night October 17th
At a house party just relaxing trying to do his thing
Got into an Altercation but decided to walk away
But the oppose continued agitating all out of his rage
The Arts Are a Religion
By Alexx GrahamThe congregation; working actors, writers, dancers, and painters looking for inspiration
The ministry; museum curators, storytellers, and teachers that spread the word
The saints; those who made sacrifices for art’s sake and are forever embedded in history
The Everyday Zombie
By Hannah JenkinsHow do some falsely proclaim to
lie down to sleep in prayer, with a
right heart and mind.
And yet they arise with anger and
strife. Storming with hatred, even
though the sun is bright and shining.
Their soul is black as night.
Paper Wings
By Rachel KarnerIn that worn book
With its black etched pages
Scribble marked paths
You chose through the ages
Even paqes wished forgotten
Outnumber those loved
Paper winqs ripped out
And thrown flittering up above
Between the Lines
By Eric DickinsonBehold the cage in the papers lines
Where history will stay behind
A prison for my free thoughts
Where my free words are being caught
In my wonder for my own ways
I wonder where my words will stay
Fault Line
By Rachel FranklinNine in the morning
And the crack between us widens.
A low rumbling starts in my chest
Where my heart used to be,
Growing louder and stronger until
I’m shaking
With silent rage.
Writing as a Form of Escape
By Rachel FranklinThey say I write to escape
That I let the words flow like droplets of water
Swept along in a strong current
Tumbling
Gushing
To get away.
Plea for Goodness
By Rachel FranklinThe world is a spinning ball of darkness when there is no light.
The answers are hidden in a lying mess when there is no truth.
The happiness is crying mournful tears when there is no joy.
The bravery is retreating from its fears when there is no strength.
The Mess I Made
By Micah MeliaI’m looking for a trash can,
I’m looking for a broom.
I need to get a move on
I have to leave this place soon.
But I can’t find the door anymore
I can’t leave this place,
Cause of all the mess I’ve made
The All Powerful Dream
By Lena SabihWith such dexterity I make a world of my own.
Only here can I hew my imagination with intense zeal
To create greater imagination.
Here we see a prodigy that is us.