Writing Prompt

A child wants freedom,

A child wants to get away from being ‘trapped’.

A child wants to have a job, no school.

A child continuously wants to jump in the pool.

Kids want attention,

Kids want love.

Kids want everything they desire,

They want to be on top of the world, above.

Toddlers want toys,

Toddlers want games.

They never want to share,

Never have their toys the same.

They want what they want...

My name is Devon

My mom‘s in heaven

I live with dad

It’s not too bad

I dream I’m sleeping in bed with my mom

But when I wake up, she is gone

I make believe I have a brother

But it’s not true, there is no other

I have to go now and take a bath

Then do homework, English and math

Goodnite Mommy, I throw you a kiss

Your hugs and smile is what I miss.

LOVE YOUR SON, DEVON xxxooo...

My mom said we can’t afford a birthday party but I didn’t ask to be born the day after the New Year.

She said I can’t go anywhere without my little brother but I didn’t ask to be the first one here.

She said I can’t talk like that and I can’t walk like that but I didn’t ask to be born a girl.

She said she wished she weren’t mine but how could I know my existence would shatter her world?

I didn...

Why?

Why can’t I play with a football?

Why can’t he play with a doll?

Who decides which toys are boys and girls?

Shouldn’t it be the child?...

Leave the bunny at home. I asked for the trusted Red Ryder BB GUN. “But you’ll shoot your eye out.” Nostalgia playing the dream on repeat. We choose guns as dreams. Our society fails to protect. Gun lobbying is prevalent. Who owns our politicians? Wear your badge of courage. New prompt. None needed. Tell Em to provide backup.

Me versus Me. Reverse. Rewind. Lamar. Hail Mary? ANCSA of 1971. Bring ...

I don't understand it

They are just toys

But some are for girls

and some are for boys

I don't understand it

I just want to know

What it would be like

In my own little home

We talked about colours

And I prefer pink

They thought I was joking

But that's what I think

I don't like big fights

I don't like trucks and cars

I like pretty fairytales

And cute popstars

I wish I could like what I want with...

I might look young, but i think i’m old enough.

i’ll talk like a grown lady,

to fight for what i want.

listen to me mom…

for the past 6 years of my life i’ve played barbies and dolls.

There are certain memories about you with me.

All i remeber is you yelling and saying,

“kid, what is this mess!,

clean! clean! clean!”

or maybe it’s the,

“when are you gonna listen!

you are just like your fathe...

Just give me a moment

to catch your eye and grin.

‘Cause connection is the first component

in love, isn’t it?

You say a few words

and a blush spreads along my skin.

You bring all the nerves

and the butterflies rush again.

I laugh at your bad jokes,

because every syllable draws me in.

And every part of me hopes

that _we_ could be a win-win.

I may have fallen,

oh-so-far.

So take caution,

you make...

Still staring up at the shelf

there it is, the only thing you want

your eyes lit up

your mother grabs your hand softly

and tugs you away

you try to go back...

No, you cannot

Add ice cream to the cart

I will not buy a gallon of pop tarts

Or chips that taste like lemonade

I feel bad for who ever paid for those!

Instead I’ll buy you vegetables

That do not cook until they’re told

Strange as it may seem,

they have their own team!...