“Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all…the way,” the dark-skinned woman spoke, bat dragging behind her, blood dripping onto the festive snowman rug that was laid out on the wooden floor. The Christmas tree was lit up, red, green, blue, and white lights shining from the windows, giving a pleasant, warm feeling to anyone who walked past the two-story home.  “I never knew just how…pretty you … Continue reading JINGLE BELLS

The dark skin woman glowed nicely underneath the moonlight, the melanin of her skin truly showing through the white light that also had a nice blue tint to it. When she walked through the streets, her body language leaked nothing but confidence and that could easily be seen.  Her long yet slim legs peeked from underneath the silk black dress she was wearing, it was … Continue reading HER.

“Where I’m From” by Marita Asamoah [1] I am from Cast iron pots  [2] from fufu and yams [3] I am from the Great large buildings and laid tiles Beautiful and grand [4] it felt like my personal castle [5] I am from the Cocoa  [6] the palm trees with its vast and wide leaves open like the arms of a loving mother  [7] I’m from the Efutu festivals and backyard parties  [8] from Asamoah … Continue reading “Where I’m From” By Marita Asamoah (Grade 12)

Where I’m from I’ve been taught the money goes to more than I want. I’ve had to listen to my mom and dad fight over addition tendencies that my dad had. I was taught that you have more than just blood-related family Where I’m from the ground was covered in thick feet of snow where temperatures drop enough to make people disappear  Where I’m from, … Continue reading “Where I’m From” By Matthew Tillson (Grade 12)