Search Categories - Any -25 Lines or FewerCanadaPre 21st Century21st Century Grade levels - Any -Grades 6-8 / Sec. 1 & 2Grades 9-12 / Sec. 3-5 / CEGEP 1 Sort by RandomNewestMost popularA -> ZZ -> A Apply Elizabeth Philips Jacknife/2 Each day, I am apprenticed to the boy I want to be. He rifles the ball and I catch it or I fumble. His red head ducks and weaves, Benjamin Garcia Bliss Point or What Can Best Be Achieved by Cheese A.k.a. the other gold. 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Yi Lei Between Strangers Stranger, who can measure the distance between us? Distance is the rumor of a never-before-seen sea. Distance the width of a layer of dust. Maybe we need only strike a match Alycia Pirmohamed On My Tongue Bismillah is my first memory. I became a bird in the Qur’an at hardly eight years old. I opened the dark green cover and revealed the slippery Etel Adnan voyage, oh voyage! voyage, oh voyage! the final fire that ravages the air unveils the soil on which we walk aimlessly and tirelessly the hypocrisy of the strong protects us Kim Hyesoon Icicle Glasses Day thirty-nine The thing that death gave you — your face leaks your face overflows Your face is the grave of your nose your face is the grave of your ears Dionne Brand From Verso 4 Claudia Rankine from Citizen The rain this morning pours from the gutters and everywhere else it is lost in the trees. 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Dionne Brand From thirsty This city is beauty unbreakable and amorous as eyelids, in the streets, pressed with fierce departures, Wanda Coleman In That Other Fantasy Where We Live Forever we were never caught we partied the southwest, smoked it from L.A. to El Dorado worked odd jobs between delusions of escape drunk on the admonitions of parents, parsons & professors James Langer St John’s Burns Down for the Umpteenth Time Let’s say the fix was in. Let’s say history, Being human and thus short on ideas, Made change from an old bag of tricks. 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A Kind of private feeling I can’t even place here Robin Coste-Lewis Mother Church #3 KIN KLETSO/YELLOW HOUSE CHACO CANYON, SAN JUAN COUNTY, NEW MEXICO ANASAZI RUINS, AD 1125-1130 For Henri, at 2 Douglas Gary Freeman memories of my youth as children we learned to stand on one leg clasping bundles of hope between our teeth not because we wanted to resemble flocks of black flamingos Rita Wong fluorine arsenic in calculators, mercury in felt hats, mad as a poisoned hatter pyrophoric undercurrent in mundane Elizabeth Bachinsky Wolf Lake It was down that road he brought me, still in the trunk of his car. I won’t say it felt right, but it did feel expected. The way you… Sadiqa de Meijer Jesse's Farm We’re driving and the radio says mass marine extinctions within a generation. No silence, no sirens — an unflustered inflection, then stock markets, cryptic as Latin mass. 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