St. Brigid’s College

  • Ale Mercado illustration for Metamorphosis poem

    Metamorphosis

    To my sister, age 7 Still learning, discovering Innocent and young Wanting so much to grow up but Little do you know That growing up isn’t all that great Growing up means disappointment Growing up means midnight tears Deafening daylight laughter Screaming mirrors Growing up means pressure and loneliness But growing up isn’t all that […]

  • Illustration by ale Mercado for Decide Me Poem

    Decide Me

    Why is my future dependent on political somebodies who say they’ll do this or that for me? I see thousands of people supporting hate they say kill them, deny them that, and rate the value of a person’s life on their money and white supremacy. I see a country following Trump and Cruz and I […]

  • The Spider

    It had been a month since the last spider sat on my wall; smug and dark, casting a quivering shadow against the white. You appeared so suddenly, and when I least expected it; I didn’t fear you or want to kill you – your presence just irritated me. I left you sitting there for hours, […]

  • The Hunter

    It looked at me in surprise, that fox I met that afternoon. We both stopped dead in our tracks. I stared at the intelligent brown eyes, the fluffy auburn tail. And the smooth, bright pelt of red-gold fur. And coming into contact, with a creature such as I, it was no wonder that it fled, […]