Manual High Poems: America

America by Jose Montoya     America By: Jose Montoya-Peralta America has changed…wait no that’s a lie they don’t feed us but funny thing that they […]

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Manual High Poems: El Hombre

El Hombre by Jonathan Flores-Martinez     El Hombre By: Jonathan Flores-Martinez He faced enough already. 18 years old My father crosses the border. The first […]

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Manual High Poems: Split

Split by Jayla Busterna     Split By: Jayla Busterna I am the light-skinned sister. Light enough that they give a seat at the table When […]

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Manual High Poems: Carlos Casillas

Untitled by Carlos Casillas   Untitled By: Carlos Casillas-Chavez Segregated at birth, I was hated by the system my skin color already determined my spot in prison […]

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