CONTEST WINNERS- Life with COVID




Thank you to everyone who participated, and congratulations to our talented and creative winners!


Trapped Colors By Caroline Gin, Sophomore- first place winner

This new beginning marked the end

At first, a blessing, I couldn’t comprehend

Mind, Body, Soul had been hanging by a thread

But there had to be blue before there was red

3 A.M. I peeled my orange

My eyes on the screen taking up all my moments

The bliss that I felt was really a door hinge

It gradually broke as the screws loosened

Yellow was the pineapple that had closed up my throat

Yellow was the yolk that popped unbeknownst

Yellow filled my dreams turned nightmares, now haunted

Yellow was the color of the joy that I wanted

My green walls collapsed as I complained and complained

Why world, Why me

This is a mistake

Pessimistic attitudes had always driven my life

This time it drove me into a stop sign

Blue miserable waves started to rage

Up and down but at least there was change

I bobbed my head up every few days

And I could see the sunlight’s welcoming rays

I put on a mask and reluctantly went on a walk

On the concrete, a purple flower drawn with chalk

Ten minutes turned into every Sunday each week

Even picked up a book on “How to Be a Better Me”

Red is the love and passion I found

Life is worth living, don’t let yourself down

Mistakes become wisdom, so give yourself grace

Admit your wrongdoings, don’t try to save face

Just love yourself, no matter the case

You don’t deserve a flower, You deserve a bouquet

Covid is just another phase

But strong and determined is what you’ll always display


Submission 7 Jasmine Saldano- Honorable Mention


it’s Opaque.


Everyone always Moved around

they Moved forward by looking from Behind,

Moving Backwards to Move forwards.


And still We would dream -

And still We would fear

And still We would sleep

But we do them Together,


Now we Move forwards while

Standing still,

like Cirrus who seem to Stay

Who Look down later

and moved Away


And still We dream -

And still We fear

And still We sleep

But now I see Quiet.


I sat on so Many chairs -

Quiet and,

Like benches and stools

sometimes just grass,

to Look up at the Sky


but I don’t know

If the Wind can break Cirrus.

or if Cirrus was Meant to be that way

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