The Summer I Grew Gills

Poetry On Odyssey: The Summer I Grew Gills

I wasn't afraid of Jaws.

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Covered in the heat blanket of August was the coal black asphalt

Caked by kickball games, Light-Up Sketchers

And the memories of those who dared to study the scrolls of childhood


I myself was very happy, white Filas and all

As the magic school bus came to sweep up our camp

Built-in Rocket boosters and eyes the size of basketballs

We flocked in, goslings aged seven through nine

Flying Saucers for lunch boxes

And Cookie Monster book bags


Maybe, just maybe my camp counselor would transform into Ms. Frizzle

There's nothing wrong with Semi-Psychedelic Hipster Science teachers

I decided I wanted to be one three weeks ago


Atlantis was within minutes of my grasp

Gameboy Advance for a bus partner and

Dolphins that floated aimlessly across the bus ceiling


The sharks? They didn't bite

They swiveled, torpedos in the air

Haunting, mesmerizing


I wasn't afraid of Jaws

For I had grown my set of gills that summer

And began to float


When we arrived in Atlantis

Golden Cobblestone walkways cut through grass like razor blades

Barbershop clean and ready to be abusively pummeled by the feet little second graders

And holy hell, that's the biggest mother******* whale I've ever seen.


As we got inside, a dorsal fin sprouted out of my back

And god damn it hurt but if that meant I could swim with my friends, why not

As I got to the lunch table, I hit the folks with the super deluxe lunchable pack, filled with gold doubloons from Davey Jones

Locker, grape kool-aid and a toy

It was a limited edition Nikola Tesla figure riding a Delorean, and when turned on, he drifts and makes pi... I'm sorry. Donuts,

around the tables in The Krusty Krab.


So when you ever ask, did you really go to Atlantis? It doesn't exist?

Honestly, I go there every day.

In my books, in my dreams,

Every time I want to throw my calculus book at the library window.

Every time… I go there.

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10 Things To Do When Feeling Creative

A list of things to do when your creative juices are flowing and you need to put them to good use!
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A list of ten things that I do when I'm feeling creative--some ideas for you!


1. Paint

Head to a craft store and purchase some canvases, paint brushes, and paints and paint yourself some unique, beautiful pictures!

2. Slime

Make a plethora of different homemade slimes! This can be super fun and super messy if that's what you're in the mood for!


3. Pottery

There's so much you can do with pottery! You can paint, create, decorate and more! Get yourself some pottery clay and make something awesome!


4. Color

Get a few coloring books and make it a goal to complete every single page!


5. Scrapbook

Scrap-booking is one of my favorite things to do! The best part is, you can literally use anything you want because its so free!


6. Write

Feeling creative with your words? Write a short story, a poem, a song, this is just as creative as any other crafting.


7. Makeup

No matter what some people may say, makeup is definitely art to me. Practice some new looks if you want, or try a new product. Makeup is never supposed to look one certain way! There are no rules with it.


8. Redecorate

Feeling bored with your surroundings and also feeling creative? Rearrange your room, clean up, and redecorate if you want!


9. Shop

New clothes, new style? Try some new looks!


10. Photography

Go out with some friends and take a super cute and fun photo shoot!

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Art Is Anyone's To Make And Anyone's To Hold, That's Why It Means So Much To Me

I love the flexibility of it, allowing it to take any form or shape.

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The passing strokes glide by each other, each holding hands with their neighboring strokes.

The wind rushes them forward into a convoluted gesture of mixed feelings onto paper and forming a figure in the distance.

A girl.

Standing by the apple tree

looking up into the bottomless abyss we call our night sky

feeling time rush by, an intangible force streaming faster than any wind, any sea tide, any stroke.


She breathes in air and slowly time seems to vanish

and it's just her

and the night sky

the stars glimmer in the distance

and hold hands

in a serpentine path

forming the collection of the universe's belongings.


She breathes out.

And as she looks up.

She wonders

how everything in this universe came to be.


For me, that's something art can communicate in just a single canvas. It expresses intangible ideas onto a tangible material, shaped and created by our very own bodies — the boldest shout of humanity into the deep void.

I've loved art since I was a little girl. Its meaning to me would change as I grew up and developed deeper and more complicated notions and interpretations of the world but that didn't mean that I gave up on how I communicated it. There was always a blank piece of paper, a pencil, a handy eraser, and my imagination splashed out in front of me, daring me to begin. Art can be silly or fun but it can also be deeply abstract or sentimental. I love the flexibility of it, allowing it to take any form or shape. I like the enigmatic character it holds as it compiles you to think deeper on the artist's intent. And most of all, I love that it can be anyone's to make and anyone's to hold.

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