Manual High Poems: New America

New America by Kevin Lopez     New America By: Kevin Banales-Lopez My grandma, a very hard worker Lived in a city where there was a lot of danger My grandma was only 20 when she got pregnant 8 months […]

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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 only feed us all these lies telling us that we will have freedom, but […]

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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 time with a coyote who for a bundle of cash guides them, the invisible […]

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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 company comes, but dark enough that they ask for my silence. Afraid that if […]

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