How do we work?

Once every few weeks a new topic will be displayed on the blog. Young people, ages 5 - 96, will submit their responses. Student writing will be posted as it is received. Know someone that would love to contribute? Pass the word.

Blog #14 Topic Choices:
Write about a place or an aspect of New Orleans that has influenced you OR use the words "Escaping the heat/to get out of the heat..." of New Orleans.

Submission Logistics: Submissions should be in response to the blog topic. Poetry and prose, up to 500 words in length, should be emailed as a Microsoft Word attachment. Emails should include author’s first name, age, and School.

Submissions can be sent to: youngneworleanswritingtogether@gmail.com
Submission due date: May 31st, 2012 @ 5pm

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Brooke - As the streetcar persistently creaks...

As the street car persistently creaks
                 I sweat streetcar tokens
                          Backpack. Laptop. Cord.
                                 Wet dew and grass crawl up my
                                          legs
                                                 Residue from my sprint
                                                                          Five minutes
                                                                                     “Why can’t he just leave his keys in the door?”
                                                                           As grass stains bleed through the white
                                                                  Overpriced
                                                            Socks
                                          We tunnel through oaks
                          Smushed against strangers
           “Hey ladies, how do you…”
                                                                                                     Lurch   
Three minutes
                    As a salmon colored runner
                               Competes with crunching gears
                                                           Wheels. Industry.
                                                                           The basilisk of St. Charles ferries children to school
                                                                                       One minute
                                                                                               Gates! Cupola! We have made
                                                                      it to the Promised Land.
                                                              Imhereprettypleasedontgivemeamark.

Brooke, age 16
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