Student Poetry: “Writings From Under the Willow Tree” and “Judge a Book by Its Cover”
Writings From Under the Willow Tree
-Chloe Randazzo
I know it's downright lunacy
And for me it’s really bittersweet
To think of all the space between
A tragedy building on my memories
Taking up a different part of me
I know your safety will last for centuries
A castle of salvation, walls of history that became pure misery, Devastation for the both of us alike
Your friends, our second family
Jet black hair and electric eyes so evergreen, stained with Tears bluer than the glacial seas
It’s the fact that you made me love you even though you’ll never Know about me
In a tunnel where you’re the darkness and all the light
A stone aged through the years with wilted flowers and dried Sunlight
You gave me unrealistic expectations of what love should be
Hallmark standards, disney stories to the utmost degree
A primrose with an undertone of the mercurial evening
The red camellias littered on the landing
Tells me the time is far away from when you’ll be leaving
So please just take my hand and meet me near the willow tree
You hit me so hard that I still can’t breathe
Knocking out splintered weaponry, the leaves so dead that Wouldn’t leave
And catching all of the best fragments of me
A sapling that broke through soil, nevermore a tumbling weed
The sea seasoned air, watered mist from ocean beads
A ship once wrecked with a couple less debris
There’s no fickle future that we can foresee
So please just meet me by the willow tree
Some branches will always remain a little weighty
Cut through the twigs of fakeness, bleak niceties, this new age Whomping bourgeoisie
And in this moment, just hold me close under the willow tree.
Judge a Book by Its Cover
-Chloe Randazzo
Fact: Mental health is currently one of the most stigmatized issues
Stigma stems from a lack of awareness, education, and perception
People are afraid of what they don’t understand
Assumptions of your character based on an illness
Defined by your disorder
Don’t ask, don’t tell, don’t defy the basic rules of order
Say we need to change it, but see nothing on the newsstands
Prisoners inside of our own frame of mind because getting help is a crime
Academy award for pretending to fit into the herd
Because, well, welcome to the real world