WHEN I AM NOT HOME
When I’m not home its quiet and peaceful.
No yelling or screaming, just relaxing calmness. Tea sipping
and rain sprinkling and hitting the metal roof. The T.V. set
at a calm level and she is happy she gets a break.
But all of that ends when I get home.
What do the lungs do?
They spin and spin, faster and faster
destroying anything and everything in their
path. At night you never know when
they’re here. They throw cars like
children’s toys. When you are caught
in one it’s like you are flying but
you will not have a smooth landing.
How I know I’m in Leachville
The buildings are made out of
wood and the field is huge.
You can see a tree in the distance
and it was really foggy. I’ve memorized the trees
when we are close to home – pine
pine trees and red maple mimosa trees
there used to be about five trees
across but they had to be cut down.
Most of the trees there were there before
I was born. There are two trees
stuck together like twins. We have one
huge tree its about as big as a redwood tree.
My Granddad is
very busy although
he doesn’t have
a job he has
a way of life.
A crow caws
in the distance.
My granddad grabs
his bow and begins
Where I’m From
I’m from white cotton fields, green
and yellow corn fields. I’m from
tall oak trees that howl every
day and night and squeaky floors
in houses that squeak when you
walk on them. I was born on
the edge of a tall oak
tree. My name is summer that
plays in pools.
Sounds like a person running sadly then
stops. I hear someone yelling a
woman’s name. He feels like his heart has sunk.
He ran towards the lady and put his face
in her gold hair.
Buffalo Island Central East Elementary School
Date of Visit: December 6 – 7, 2014
Faculty Sponsor: Jae Glass and Dr. Kima Stewart
Grade Levels: 4, 5, 6
Appx. Number Students Served: 100
Visiting Writers: Caroline Beimford and Molly Rector