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Summer 2015: Young Voices

Infinite Ink

No one is telling me what to write.
This pen possesses infinite ink.
These eyes possess infinite insight.
No one is telling me what to think.
This brain possesses infinite thought.
No one is telling my ears what to listen to.
These ears hear the sounds of
a thousand generations.
If, tomorrow,
I woke up as God, I would resign my position
immediately. I would not want to decide
the course of billions of lives; I would want
simply to hide. To be a crawling ant
in a forgotten crevice. To climb an unbounded
ladder, knowing not what waits
at the top. To be the serene water
in a stretching sea. To be a faraway star
in a distant planet. To glow with the force
of a billion beating human hearts
and believe that human potential is infinite.
No one told me to write this poem. No one
told my hands to type these words on this
keyboard. No one told me to gravitate
towards words as if they can sustain me
and no one told me that something, or someone,
limits my potential.
A destitute man
sits on the muddied concrete of the sidewalk.
Who am I to tell him that circumstance constricts him?
Who is Fate to limit his potential to a mathematical formula,
to the distance between point A and point B?
I believe his potential is infinite.
I believe that one day, he will rise
from the muddied concrete. One day,
he will rise and we will rise and we will know
that poverty exists only in the minds of those
who prize circumstance over infinite ink
and he will rise and we will rise and we will know
that A and B are just letters of the alphabet and we have yet to traverse
all this distance in between.

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        One Gd At A Time
 by Stephanie Glazier

        Gotcha by Darla Mottram

        It's Ok To Be A Waterfall by Darla Mottram

        Lot's Wife by Cindy St. Onge

        Sailor by Sarah Bokich

        Six More Weeks by Sarah Borsten

        Here. Now. by Emily Ransdell

        My Water Children by Emily Ransdell

        Upon Finding the House Where Cousin Viola Lived During the Holocaust by Marilyn Johnston

        Pornography by Tammy Robacker

        Attention by Juleen Johnson

        Levine Under Erasure by Juleen Johnson

        Chief Joseph's Flute by Stella Jeng Guillory

        Communion by Livia Montana

        The Stars in Your Voice by Cindy Hines

        How I Wasted My Life by Nancy Flynn


        The Honor of Armadillos by B.E. Scully

        Basket of Shells by Joanna Rose

        How to Cure Cancer by Susan Fleming

        Nobody by Judith Pulman

        Concentric by Susan DeFreitas


        Exoskeleton by Rachel Mulder

        Give Up the Queen and Nobody Gets Hurt by Rachel Mulder

        Give Up the Queen and Nobody Gets Hurt (detail) by Rachel Mulder

        Put Me in Your Blue Skies by S. Tudyk

        Time Grows Over Memories by S. Tudyk

        Untitled Work in Paper by S. Tudyk

        Mamas Day by Diana Bustos

        Untitled by Diana Bustos

        Release by Diana Bustos


        Somewhere by Danrong Wang

        Runner by Sara Reed

        Charcoal by Meghana Mysore

        Infinite Ink by Meghana Mysore

        Home by Kate Pippenger