My Universe Changed

Adolescence is confusing for everybody. So many changes that happen beyond our control. Our individuality clashes with traditions. Here are two poems from the Archive of Ring Around the Basin.

Apr 11, 2024

My Universe Changed

September 21, 2023

Tomboy Wind whips hair in my eyes My bicycle rattles and wobbles Between my dungareed legs I fly over mounds of dirt left By bulldozers clearing the field Of weeds all shapes and colors For a parking lot for a Mormon Ward house that stands on the hill

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My Universe Changed

Adolescence is confusing for everybody. So many changes that happen beyond our control. Our individuality clashes with traditions. Here are two poems from the Archive of Ring Around the Basin.

My Universe Changed

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