Posts tagged as “college life”

By James Pelletier | Observer Contributor

I look through
the dictionary
wondering which one
will be 
my last word
and what letter
it will begin
with 
and what letter
will it end.

By Michael R Young | Observer Contributor

I do not have a womb or breasts.

I am a man and I care.

I could not bear or nourish a child.

I am a man and I care.

I was refused to be a midwife because

I am a man, yet I care.

I was born of a woman and

I care.

I have family – 

a wife, a sister,

daughters and grand daughters –

all women and 

I care.

For those of color –

black and tan, red and white –

I care.

For those of transgender, trans sexuality,

I care.

For immigrants, Latinos, Syrian refugees,

legal and illegal aliens, read more

By Jocelyn Leger | Observer Contributor

I remember my first cigarette.

I was fourteen and my grandmother told me to hold it while she went into the store;

I remember watching the smoke dance off the tip into the air.. It had its own solo.

It pranced where it pleased and twirled into the once clean air, now poisoned. 

I wondered if it could turn my lungs into a ballroom.

So I set up the dance floor, sent out invitations and danced for the next two years.

When I couldn’t catch my breath during my routines anymore I discovered that my addiction to dancing had become detrimental to my health.  read more