The Delta Statement

Purple Ivory

Purple Ivory

Kendall Morrow

March 19, 2017

Filed under Art, Spring 2017

Paradise

Paradise

March 5, 2017

Gray. Nothing but dull gray. No color.  No sound.  No brightness or life. Just Gray.   It is the color of nothing. Bleak and Cold. A color for mind-numbing.   There is no sound here. Just a deafening silence, That puts a buzz in my ear.   There is no brightness. No beautiful...

Thanks I Guess

Thanks I Guess

February 28, 2017

there's not much to do here. after a day or two i get pretty bored – sometimes kind of lonely. but i'm not really alone. i've got bukowski for company. though it's always the same old same old with him.   it's easy to get tired of reading poem after poem about:   classical...

Surviving High School: Chapter One

Surviving High School: Chapter One

February 21, 2017

Chapter One At first, skipping a grade seemed like a reward—an honor. A part of her thought she might even be presented with a certificate of some sort. But when she walked into the classroom, she realized the award she received from the school was nothing more than fanfare to disguise the hardship she inadvertently faced. ...

I’ll Punch You if You Screen Shot Me Again

I’ll Punch You if You Screen Shot Me Again

February 15, 2017

"Hey, snap me, wouldya?" My grandma peeped over my shoulder, and read my text message. She asked me what that even meant. I told her not to worry too much about it- it was just kid stuff. *snap* - here's a picture of this pizza that I am about to smash. *snap* - here's a picture of this couch I am about to take...

Anthem

Anthem

February 12, 2017

Yellow Brick Roads, Yellow Brick Walls There is no place like home Chocolate Chip Cookies to Dorothy Like Red is to White Like White is to Blue Like Black is to me. Rouge, Rouge, Rouge Ancestors standing in uniform Poles standing in mounds Withered in brown grass. Watch as I touch myself Illumination, blue light ...

How a Pig Taught Me a Lesson

How a Pig Taught Me a Lesson

February 7, 2017

I was miserable. Feet shifting, I shoved my gloved hands in my coat pockets and ground my teeth against the chattering that threatened to seize me. Every breath snorted through my nostrils, which were already numb from the chill October air, and hung like frosted curtains before my eyes, only to be swooshed away by the breeze...

God Provides For The Foxes

God Provides For The Foxes

February 5, 2017

“Always in the background there is our vague disquiet with the artificiality or 'anti-naturalness' of both Christianity, with its politically ordered cosmology, and technology, with its imperialistic mechanization of a natural world from which man himself feels strangely alien.” - Alan Watts   “The fox provides for hims...

Attenuation

Attenuation

January 31, 2017

After the power surge, Mama got stuck inside her laptop. It was awkward at first, having to leave the tabs open while I was at school so she would have something to do. When I called the IT guy, He said, “Trust me kid, people get trapped in their phones, computers, and tablets all the time.” “Yeah, I know, but how...

Her Tears

Her Tears

December 9, 2016

The burning in her lungs was nothing new, the fatigue in her legs as she lengthened her stride was the same as practice, and the adrenaline rushing through her veins was addictive. Haley couldn’t get enough of pushing her body to its limits; the thrill it gave her when she broke through the odds and succeeded. She was alr...

Reckless Scrutiny

Reckless Scrutiny

December 8, 2016

Reckless Scrutiny by Jimmieria Chillis Bulging eyes, pupils dilated Hands red Voyeurism unjustified. Searching eyes have infringed upon a most private moment. Frantically, shut the windows of your soul before the draft of temptation seeps in....

How to Tie Your Shoes

How to Tie Your Shoes

December 6, 2016

Sipping roasted coffee, Sun rays caressing the wood grained desk, September breeze blowing gently through the window Rustling graded papers, Blue birds hum songs of joy In the tri-colored trees outside, Voices of students resonate in the hall. “Daddy, can you tie my shoes?” She smiled as she Wrapped her tiny arms around my thigh...