Category: Event Poem

                            A Distant Fantasy   I used to be someone who loved the great outdoors Screaming and playing as I ran amongst the grass wet with dew. For once saying, “Yes! I loved jumping onto mud while it rains!” Being excited until…

Where I am From I am from India. From a brown that is my skin. I am from the sunshine yellow of my mother’s laugh. From the red and white of my brother’s favorite football shirt. I am from the crisp new white pages of a book, From the miserable grey of the street I…