csudhegaKen Malloy Harbor Park – Chris PigaoAs a 15-year-old girl I sat and watched the ducks, birds, people minding their own business while my brother who worked a triple shift...
csudhegaWineBy Belen Mercado | For me, poetry is not only words that you write in order to pass time. Poetry is the color of the soul and the beauty...
csudhegaChemical BurnsBy Brenda Sanchez-Barrera | Chemical Burns was written in a state of grief and anger. It explores the depths at which heartbreak can...
csudhegaTo WhomeverBy Ashley Smith | I wrote this poem way before Covid reached the monstrosity that it has become. It was something that could have been...
csudhegaIt's Just a Prolonged SleepBy Willie Robert Heredia | Willie Robert Heredia is a CSUDH alumnus. He is a dog person who, by chance, happens to live with two cats....
csudhegaThrive in the WorldBy Maria De La Torre | My most favorite leisure activity is writing poems. One of my most special poems is "Thrive in the World." It's...
csudhegaStretched HandsBy La Kierrea Jenkins | This poem is about a young lady who is facing some trials and tribulations in her life. Her back is against the...
csudhegaBentoBy Christopher Piago | I remember reading a very interesting story in a Creative Writing workshop. The writer wrote about...
csudhegaIllegal FireworksBy Felipe De La Rosa | Fireworks flew over our roofs that night A symphony of lights illuminated our paths A magical moment between the...
csudhegaPocha Portrait in a Shrunken Mirror By Carolina Hernandez | The deodorant they chose for Issy at Ernesto’s corner store had been the same as her sister’s, a blue plastic bar...
csudhegaPsychoBabelBy Rachelle Delle | We are wanderers from the four corners Carrying our mother-tongue like a sweet burden The inevitable winds of time...