Monthly Archives

December 2018

  • Poem

    Roots

    Roots

     

    My roots are

    Grounded in

    Generations of women

    Readying the battlefield.

    Women who were

    Hurt

    Abused

    And those same women who

    Rose and

    Grew.

     

    My stem supported by

    Mothers and

    Grandmothers.

    The same women who would

    Drop anything

    To save everything.

    By women sitting on the

    Sills of closed windows,

    And women of the past who

    Ran away.

     

    My leaves are sheltered by

    Strong women who

    Fight for their family’s

    Name.

    By women who put up with

    Injustice and prejudice

    So their children may

    Live a better life than

    Them.

    By women who throw themselves into

    A new world with no

    Knowledge of even the

    Language or

    Culture.

     

    My petals are painted by

    My grandmother’s delicate paintbrush.

    Adjusting pigment and

    Adding water.

    Diluting the tones

    And always making sure the image

    Is strong

    And understood.

     

    Doctors, lawyers,

    Activists

    And an almost architect.

    Painters and nurses and

    Engineers and

    Stay at home mothers.

    All powerful.

    All strong.

    All helping me

    Grow into

    What I am meant

    To become.

  • Artwork, Photography

    Super Cool Art Video

    Super Cool Art Video Olivia Porrill is a member of the Springboarders Teen Leadership program, and a senior at the Alabama School…