I Can’t Stand…
The screeching sound of chalk
people in hallways stop to talk
pedestrians halt and don’t walk.
Monstrous wind, the umbrella folding over
Eric breathing down my neck, he likes to hover
crap on a library book cover.
People writing on my possessions
boy band obsessions
Gaon test corrections.
Guys wear their pants mad low
mosquito got me between the toe
18 i cease to grow.
Telling my brother to wash his hand
in the summer I’m scorched and tanned
These are things I cannot stand.
First off, Vivian…I must tell you that when you read your monologue aloud in class that day, I was blown away!! It sounded amazing. Even the quietest student has the most amazing “voice” when need be.
You too should try and take a poetry class at Baruch when you are an upper sophomore. This piece is filled with so much! You have potential.
And I love the drawings underneath!! Explain?
Excellent monologue (ya got flair!!) Keep blogging and feel free to comment on other posts.
Great minds think alike !!
Vivian, this poem is great. I think it was very powerful, and it grabbed my attention right away, and i think many people can compare to some of the things you can’t stand.
ohmygoodness vivian, one of my absolute FAVORITES! honestly (:
I concur.
am i the only one that doesnt know what a gaon is?
The picture is supposed to be a bomb, but terribly drawn.
Gaon was my chem teacher. It’s hard to forget her.
Yuppp (;
ooooooo, now I get it! =} The bomb is well drawn Vivian.