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- Poetry > All PoetryBy Jaden G., Shawnee, KSShe's incredible, short-skirt wearing, flaming, something. Actually she makes me really angry most of the time, but we work together. As friends. As something else. I told you it was complicated. And unconsciously we keep setting up the perfect situations lying in bed cheek to cheek, twine...
- Poetry > Free VerseBy Jaden G., Shawnee, KSThis is fall, swirling colors and sharp mornings swimming like leaves onto the ground to be crushed like paper skulls under the feet of scuffling schoolchildren. This is now, and what if today, we were all to wake up and live? Doves and lovers calling from the couch, I'm in a suit with...
- Poetry > All PoetryBy Jaden G., Shawnee, KSYou ask me why I am vegan, why I would ever choose to not eat any of the many foods you can name you don't understand or you don't care to know, but one has to look at the bigger picture here the selfishness you are inflicting on billions of animals and humans listen for the screaming see t...
- Poetry > All PoetryBy Jaden G., Shawnee, KSbecause what else would we be? We live on our floating planet, this hunk, this rock, we are so small. But we are significant to ourselves. We hold each other, and give, and whisper, and reproduce, and teach generations the knowledge we have gathered. We are highly imperfect, but highly a...
- Poetry > Free VerseBy Jaden G., Shawnee, KSI have never heard it, phantom whale calls, so deep they make one cringe, so shrill they make one cry, except before I was born. I know, before I developed the lips, eyelashes, fingers, brain, I have now, I lived in the ocean, I floated like a little walnut, I was the simplest creature, I...
- Poetry > Free VerseBy Jaden G., Shawnee, KSThe first time I heard you speak, your words flew around the long hallways in my brain, temporarily empty as you amazed me with your crystal smile. You were sweet as a jazz record, cute as a French postcard, quaint as a tea-kettle, supple as a willow branch, and I didn’t know how to re...
- Poetry > All PoetryBy Jaden G., Shawnee, KSFamily is who gives you cards in sealed envelopes so if you hold it close to your lips and breathe in, you can maybe smell your grandmother's perfume. Family is who sends presents so neatly wrapped like pre-packaged kisses, with red tissue paper and crinkly bows that get thrown away so fa...
- Poetry > All PoetryBy Jaden G., Shawnee, KSAll my mother's boyfriends do different kinds of stuff. Some build me tables out of plywood, stay for a while on school-nights, and bring their kids around to play tag and four-square with rubber balls, chalk, and conversations. This was when I was younger, and I thought that having a man in ...
- Poetry > All PoetryBy Jaden G., Shawnee, KSIt seems like all I need is your hand to steady my curious wanderings, 'cuz if you are there with your five-fingered fan I will not fall down the hole will not twist my ankles on the moon will not float under the ocean it seems like trees beckon with shifting winds the sun is covered by the...
- Poetry > All PoetryBy Jaden G., Shawnee, KSYou have lots of leaves wet gutters springy grass where I sit, write, eat pita and hummus read in the shade Kansas City black men in black clothing walking with a limp, looking hardened, people holding out cups for money rattling as you walk by, protests downtown that leave me smiling wavin...
- Poetry > Free VerseBy Jaden G., Shawnee, KSYou. Gossamer swan bathed in moonlight shed of speech edge of the lake you are my most precious secret. Yours. Glances I tuck away into the front of my shirts to examine in class. Yours are the glances I relish. You. Floating on water feet trailing behind walking like Jesus I pluc...
- Nonfiction > All NonfictionBy Jaden G., Shawnee, KSIf growing up in an extremely low-income household headed by a single mother of five children with no help whatsoever was difficult and being a teenage is universally a hard-time, then coming-of-age under these circumstances was nearly impossible. Not only had I been very hurt and disappointed by tw...
- Poetry > All PoetryBy Jaden G., Shawnee, KSThey tell me poetry brings out your pain. Like zoloft brings out your craziness? Like alcohol brings out anxiety, Like family gatherings bring out dysfunction? I can see in my own poetry my anger showing through it's true, I am angry angry at Bush and his administration who have hurt s...
- Poetry > All PoetryBy Jaden G., Shawnee, KSDemure artist girl leaves the house at 10:54 p.m. Smelling like Red Bull and dogs, wearing no make-up except remnants of rouge on her worried lips, down the torn cement steps in KCK into the tri-colored car and onto the highway, listening to Bowie and ignoring small talk, imagining a peep s...
- Poetry > All PoetryBy Jaden G., Shawnee, KSThe silicone chip inside his ice cream cone, the silicone chip inside her cigarette smoke, the silicone chip inside fruits your mother leaves on the table after school, sprung in chocolate from your girlfriend boyfriend, nothing is safe. It's inside babies. Contaminate. Silicone chip...
- Poetry > All PoetryBy Jaden G., Shawnee, KSIt's like an early, aching, eating, tumor. A tumor acting as pleasure, tricking the sensors in your brain, from the age of two or five and whoring the money out of your pocket, filling up land-fills in the process with shiny blue plastic and dolls that smile, all the way from Laos,...
- Poetry > Free VerseBy Jaden G., Shawnee, KSThere are blackberriesNestled in my curls,And beneath the thorns The dark treasures lurk. And spiraling down my neck,A grapevine grows,The bright berries shaking merrily as I step.And if you breathe lightly, You can smell the slight musk of the orange papayaGrowing deep...
