Teen Poetry Collections


by a young woman, age 14

"Unwanted" looks like an empty baseball stadium, littered with broken glass, beer cans, pill bottles left from the group you went there with.

"Unwanted" smells like an old book that's been on the shelf for so long, collecting dust. It's a book about family.

"Unwanted" tastes like sand in the middle of the desert during the day. You're dehydrated, can't find anywhere, anyone. You're isolated.

"Unwanted" sounds like the quiet ringing in your ear when you're sitting in your lonely cell.

"Unwanted" feels like reaching out for something, but never being able to grab it.