Poetry — it is something special, something that lets me know I’m safe. When I start to write poems, I think of something warm, soft, and cuddly. I think of things I can say to let other people know that they are also safe. But there is something very weird about poetry and me, because when I write poems I feel like I also have to hide them inside something, like inside a rock. If I were to hide poems inside rocks there would be mountains of poems. And if anybody were to want to read any of my beautiful poems, they would have to peel the rocks as if they were bananas. I would pick rocks to hide my poems inside because it would be like gold inside mountains.

by Blanca, 8th grade

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