My homework
Looks perfect
Neat
And well-written
On a clean page
The blue curves of my handwriting
Contrast well with the straight lines
Running parallel on the beige-white of my paper.
Nothing is squished, cramped;
No white-out marks or cross-outs
Mar my work of art.
It took me countless hours
Shut indoors
On nice, sunny Sundays
To achieve this masterpiece.
I turn it in
And it comes back
Only one day later
Defigurized by angry, biting red marks
Written in careless, sloppy handwriting.
Vandalism.

– Gabrielle Roberts, age 13

From the 2010 WritersCorps anthology “Wonder Turner” at the San Francisco Main Public Library

Poem of the Month: September 2010

Depends
On
A high school diploma
The gold ink
Shining
On
The paper
In my
Daddy’s office.

– Raiana Dos Anjos

From the 2007 WritersCorps book “Poetry By Numbers” at International Studies Academy, and from the anthology “Tell the World,” published by HarperCollins.

Poem of the Month: June 2008