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A 2020 October Contest Winner: Cowley Student

The lightning has come

Master said we must hurry

He’s been dead too long

A 2020 October Contest Winner: Cowley Student

"Little Rodent Man"

Little rodent man, why are you so down?

Your nose twitches, your eyes grow red, your teeth so yellow,

A 2020 October Contest Winner: Cowley Student

I think that we'll be in love.

I think I'm your missing sock,

last puzzle piece,

dollar at the park,

the beast to your beauty.

A 2020 October Contest Winner: Cowley Student

I see you there, oh so pretty and precious

Your caught in my unruly stare as I reach out to stab you senseless

Cowley Student (Vol. 8: 2019)

So she locked herself away

And let her body decay

For the feelings were everyday

And she couldn’t help but feel betrayed

 

Cowley Student (Vol. 8: 2019)

May you always speak your mind

 and have the knowledge to back it up

Cowley Student (Vol. 8: 2019)

Those we have lost to the crimes brought upon them

Are watching over the next who encounter their villain

Cowley Student (Vol. 8: 2019)

Life in an hourglass

Drowning in time

The more you know

The less you feel

Cowley Student (Vol. 8: 2019)

We, too, sing America.

We are the bright sisters.

They hire us to do the same job as men

Cowley Student (Vol. 8: 2019)

Do all fathers like to spend their days

fishing and drinking themselves into a haze

 

Cowley Student (Vol. 8: 2019)

I am from seed. I am from womb. I am from the ashes, dust, and moon.

I am from immigrants and the American dream. from a military man who expected everything clean.

Cowley Students (Vol. 8: 2019)

Before the delicacy of black hair

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Cowley Alumni (Vol. 8: 2019)

Does beauty sleep alone—
that all her leaves have fallen in the night?
Her trees shivering quietly within their newfound nakedness,
and yet not so immodest is the wind as it caresses
the starkness of her limbs now bare.

Cowley Students (Vol. 8: 2019)

Before a complete stranger approaches your eyes, there is a sidewalk.

There is the chance to catch fire, to spark, or change color.

A 2017 October Contest Winner: Cowley Student

Fear likes to lurk around every corner.

Sitting and waiting, ready to torture.