When I kiss you . . .
Gene, age 16 – Skagit County Juvenile Detention
When I kiss you my deepest darkest fears disappear. I don’t have to worry about a thing. I know you feel the same way because I can see it in your light blue eyes. We’re like a car and our love is like gas, except our gas tank never runs low and the road beneath us is a never-ending runway.
Written in response to a prompt asking the youth to write something addressed directly to another person. The students had been discussing poems by Sherman Alexie and Dante.