- A Nation Of Immigrants
By Melani Segovia These are different published pieces interwoven together to form a spoken word piece. I made this piece because it talks about immigration …
- My Childhood Poem
Bless me for holding on to my dreams and never letting them goBless me for remembering singing through the whole house and getting lost in …
- 10 Things To Have Hope In
My fear of mirrors, ever since I was a kid, I believed that my body was more monotone than orchestra. For 16 years it’s reeked …
- A Series Of Harrowing Phenomenons
A butterfly flaps its wings,and you happen Mild breeze in California into whirling winds at sea Now there’s a tornado in Maine and it’s your …
- Two Balloons Stuck In A Tree
Nothing but nylon and string wrapped again and again around the twisted bough and waving in the breeze.There’s no escape.Here they will be kept until …
- Politics As Told… By Teens
“The mention of politics is a surefire way to get teenagers to fall asleep.” -Leila D’Angelo in The GuardianHello. I am a teenager. I am …
- (Untittled) By Marquise Mashburn.
My soul predates the Egyptianssmoking on this weed no prescriptiontrying to elevate better pay attention I’m resonating at the frequency of the sunhorus telling me …
- My Experience In Lanzate 2016 With Mi Jente
Name of Conference: LANZATE 2016The organizers of “Mi Jente” sent me an email about their gathering with different organizations in Puerto Rico, and they asked …
- Anxiety
All in my headAnxiety is the worst thing someone canever have.I worry, and fear, and thinkSo much soThat the migraines kick in and that600mg pill …
- Abuse is not love
Many people think domestic violence can’t and will never happen to them until it has escalated to where it is too late to receive help. …
- Windows
In September we took off our socksstretched them out to dry in thelingering summerwith bare feet I learned that body is akind of currency how …
- Recurring Storms
Dana’s feet drag on the groundHer worn sneakers take steps without herHer confidence in fistsShe walks up the stairsTo the dreary houseThe white picket fenceHe …
- Becoming We
What does it take to become we?To become we is to be united with one another, you have to forget hate, you have to understand …
- Meeting Ronald K. Brown: Dancer, Choreographer, Storyteller
By Melani Segovia, Jeanette Quitizaca, Dylan Spencer Evidence a Dance Company was founded by dancer Ronald K. Brown in 1985, and based in Brooklyn, New …
- Marc Bamuthi Joseph: Poet and Dancer
By Serenity Lewis, Donovan Spencer, Melani SegoviaLast summer, we got to interview an American Performer, Marc Bamuthi Joseph. He started his arts career at the …
- Where I’m From A Community Poem
By Cierra, Sharissa, Niobe, Samiya, Kaliyah, Sade, SerenityWhere i’m from… the smell of my grandmother’s fried chicken fills the air .Where I’m from…I see the …
- Dear World: A Letter
By Kaliyah and Amyah Dear World, We are writing this letter about how deportation impacted us and how we feel about this happening to others. …
- Violence
By Niobe WrightViolence is pain,Violence is not a game,People who use violence should be very ashamed.Violence can be used in many ways.People all around the …
- Love
By Awesome CCThey say love comes from the heartbut what they fail to see is that lovealso causes you pain but in so many waysit …
- Who Am I?
By: Melani Segovia I don’t know who I really am right now. I don’t know where I belong. My name is Melani, but I go …
- Silence
By: Kaliyah I feel silenced when I’m the only black person in a classbecause I feel out of place so it makes me hesitate toraise …
- Mountain Xpress Article About Squad Room.
Mountain Xpress is an Asheville-based independent weekly newspaper. This article about the new Squad Room was published in a recent issue. Click here to read …
- Green and Red
By Awesome CC Green Green is my mother cause shekeeps me alive day in and day outbut that’s all about to change cause I’ve stripped …
- Unified Voices Poem.
For the Southside Stories performance at Alternate ROOTS Week, Squad members Ilah and Khavah combined a line from each of the word on the street …
- Human
By Nevel Swain Hair, legs, feet,feeling , we havethem right? But yet I gettreated like the mud underneathyour shoe. Nothing. Made fun of ‘cause of …