Platinum Prize of the 2023 Gavilan College Annual Poetry Contest El giro en el destino A down hill, an up hill A heart break, a band-aid...

Gold Prize of the 2023 Gavilan College Annual Poetry Contest Sit Do Not talk when the adults speak. Listen to your uncles, they know best...

Silver Prize of the 2023 Gavilan College Annual Poetry Contest May today be the day. Most important of all, Where you jump from the...

Bronze Prize of the 2023 Gavilan College Annual Poetry Contest "I sold tamales every day when I was six years old." "You did?" a story...

Top Honorable Mention for the Gavilan College Annual Poetry Contest I wear my breath and read the guidelines looking for a perfect...

Radiating light shred through the gloom Blinding all it captures My feet shifting and pushing aside fading sands Searing flesh with each...

Beget the simple sorrow By which morrows dredges subsist For on each silken wave lies its silver crest At behest of tide low and high...

Oh crap, I’m so dead. I watched the fire engulf the shed. The flames danced vigorously, reaching high above the roof. An old graying...

The bottom line is that in order to get people to do things they don’t want to do you have to make the alternative unpalatable. People...

I like the swordfighting metaphor a lot, both for its swashbuckling charm and the latent metaphorical energy inherent in the willful...

For anyone who has had their space violated. We need to be the biggest part of our lives. Not them. The last time I write to you You...

Dishes clatter and people chatter. I sit and wait. When’s it my turn? Everyone is so happy. Why don’t I fit in? Why is my heart racing? I...

my first memory Rays of warm, yellow light fill our little room. It feels tight holding all three of us in there, just the way I like it....

Epigraph: A sky of pretty stars A starry pretty sky A pretty sky of stars Stars, shimmering upon the sky Withering starlight and...

I reach in my closet My fingers grasping… touchdown!! The familiar material, that I reach for and know all too well The half-cotton, half...

Between the ages 7 and 18, my grandparents lived with me and my family. Although it may seem like a small part of my life story, I...

Letter to my Parents (Based off a friend) "What the hell is wrong with you?" You guys asked me at 2:47 pm. You're right, there's...

West Coast wildfires, never ending droughts, and heat waves, will become uncontrollable East Coast hurricanes, double the annual amount...

Oliver needed money. He needed it badly, and quick. Not many thoughts ran through his head. He could only think of money. ‘How the hell...

Deep within all of us, lies a patch of black matter, with the power to swallow us whole Although, we may not sense it, it is there, it is...