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By Emmanuel G., from Mexico Somewhere in Mexico, people supposedly advocate for indigenous people’s rights, but they also use the word “Indian” derogatively Somewhere in Mexico, people complain about policemen mediocrity when they have bribed them at least once Somewhere in Mexico people fight to outlaw cock and bullfighting, but, oh, surprise! no one remembers […]
Somewhere in Guanajuato
By Braulio T., from Guanajuato, Mexico Somewhere in Guanajuato… Alcoholism is all around teenagers, girls, boys, all trying to escape. Somewhere in Guanajuato… is happening a war in the streets and the people don’t know what. Somewhere in Guanajuato… a person is dying for consume drugs and a family is losing a father, a mother, […]
Somewhere in Mexico
By Anibal G., from Mexico Somewhere… Somewhere in Mexico there are a lot of teenagers that drink and consume drugs to forget their problems Somewhere in Mexico the women are under pressure by their husbands and they can’t be free Somewhere in Mexico the corruption is present and there are a […]
Somewhere in Mexico
By Aida, from Jalisco, Mexico Somewhere in Mexico someone is killed Somewhere in Mexico are some people talking about justice, but they are not doing anything Somewhere in Mexico are kids join into ganga Somewhere in Mexico people are raped and killed Somewhere in Mexico people talk more than what they do […]
Somewhere in Penjamo
By Andrea O., from Penjamo, Mexico Somewhere in Penjamo kids are having fun moms are caring for their kids dads are anxious to go back home with their families Somewhere in Penjamo teachers are in classes teaching new things students are doing homework people are reading something interesting Somewhere in Penjamo kids […]
Somewhere in Penjamo
By Atziri G., from Penjamo, Mexico Somewhere in Penjamo there are people that are so smart and help other people move on. Somewhere in Penjamo there are a lot people that want studying and help the community Somewhere in Penjamo there a lot of people that like playing sports and are so good […]
Remember
By Ella V.N., from Teen Ink Do you remember me? Once a pretty little girl Dumb with innocence, In love with a demon In a little black dress. Do you remember me? My eyes once shone With the dark of death, For that demon inside me Had poison on its breath. Do you […]
Hey Commander,
By Jessie G., from Teen Ink Can you unplug me? I need to leave this place, be freed. I’m run with wires and stationed here Watching as the world devolves Please! I just need some privacy I cannot watch this tragedy The power’s out, I feel so helpless Can’t you see? I’m a hopeless nothing […]
Young Flexer Coming Up
By Dylan,from St. Luke’s Boys and Girls Club They call me big D no one can ever dribble like me they love the way I flow they also love the way the beat go people think I dribble slow come guard and see how long yo ankles can go
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By Ashunii, Mt. Pleasant Boys and Girls Club Allow me to introduce myself They call me the drawing writer on the high wire the painter the basketball player the runner the walker the Simon says the Fox player