Hate Dream

I wake, I wake
I wake. I sharpen
my stinger sharp as
a needle. I drink
some venom in
a shiny cup.
I sharpen my claws.
I brush my many
Teeth. I shake
my legs.
I am a scorpion.
I am a Hate Dream.

Christopher, sixth grade, Dobie Middle School

Photo © Arno Meintjes

Bumble Bee

You remind me of the pollen.
You camouflage with
the petals of a sunflower.

Each one of your lines
under a magnifying lens make
me wanna

be a person like you

Bryan, sixth grade, Dobie Middle School