School Day Memories

A collaborative poem

Stop for a moment in between the glittery faces casting fleeting shadows among vacant lockers and doors and windows, shifting among a void... (Rebecca Niola)

As I first entered the school and walked into Auto Shop, I was greeted by: the smells of fresh car parts waiting to be installed; the sounds of engines coming to life, happily, as if they have been waiting for years to be used; and the sight of expensive tools everywhere.  That's when I realized that today would be great... (Anthony B.)

When I walked into Shop this morning, I was greeted once again with the familiar smells of gasoline and exhaust fumes, and oil and the fishy smell of radiator fluid left over from a previous job.  I noticed all the cars and trucks awaiting to be fixed up and to get ready for the road... (Robert A. Chomicky III)

The moment I walk into the school I see it all.  I see children traveling to their classes like a school of fish.  I see couples in corners huddled together like mammals in winter huddling for warmth.  I see the occasional student with his eyes glued to his phone the way a tiger keeps its eyes glued to its prey.  And I immediately head to class.

by Jasmine Gutierriez

Don't fall asleep on the fugitive of loneliness
Because you will wake up with more numbness than possible to endure

But maybe it's for the best
Because being able to feel absolutely nothing is having the ability to
Adapt.
Adaptation is the friend of self destructions
Silenced in order to feel something

Don't fall asleep feeling numb
Because you might find yourself to be the fugitive of illusive pity
And maybe
Maybe you'll break your backbone and rip through the landfills of modesty
So that you can feel something more than just restrained sanity
Sleep with a clock next to you so that your dreams can be counted until you cannot wander anymore
Until your thoughts are the only thing with the ability to sabe you and still manage to break you down in spurs of the moment
Whipe the emptyness off your eyelashes from the heavy tears you shead last night because he
Doesn't
Love
You
Use your table manners
And get your elbows off the table
Not because it's the proper thing to do
But because you want her to notice you
Honesty is not forgiven but love is
So lies are devoured before strength and bravery is even thought of being consumed
Falling asleep as the fugitive or as a consumer is not sinful
It's tragedy in replacment of loyalty
We cheat on the things that makes everything ok because pain is motivation in a nutshell
I am tired of opening my insides so that you can have a glance at my world
And in return, the fractured bones on my face are caused by how you threw my trust back at me
You launched away the only hope my lungs contained
Dug out the insecurities and burried new ones
Wipes the bowl clean and left me empty
We promise ourselves that well be ready when and if it happens
We prepare for the day crumbling happens
We hope things will workout and you swear to youself youll be fine with the leftovers of a broken heart
But we both know that no matter what I'll love you
And that no matter what I know this will hurt
We try to deny the cracks but emotions surface and love is no longer your world placed into a Silhouette you call your everything  
I cry because I dared to allow myself care
You cannot stop it
You cannot stop it
You can not feel nothing
Emotions surface and numbness bites down on your weary flesh
I let you discover and place your fingertips and sent on the soil ground of my world that once had built walls
But you poisoned the forbidden fruit of sin and regret
Carved out isolation into the pit of my womb
And
It
Hurt
And
I
Couldn't
Stop
It
You can not stop it
You can not stop it
Our teeth clentched to the memories we gave birth to
And that day I had a miscarriage of love
Yes , I am tired
But I am also
Used
To
It
My lungs collapse and only the burdens of lonliness can save me
But there is not to worry,
Leave out that door and let my tears floof out your leftover stained smells and sketches of your hair in my mind
Go on to untie someone else's galaxy they have inside of them
Because I might be hurting
But
IM
USED
TO
IT