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Leah Palmer

If you don't learn to write your own story, someone else will write it for you

15 poems·Since September 2013

A dancer, artist, musician and creator inspired by my Creator

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STEM

March 17, 2015

STEM

Sorry that I am intrigued by the workings of the human Soul.

Trouble always comes, I guess, when I am excited by the electricity sparked by music;

"Evil is art, evil is music, evil is ambiguity." (Well, maybe not evil. But undesirable. Outcast.)

Mature kids are scientists, technological whizzes, engineers, medical geniuses. Not artists.

              Because that's not lucritive. 

 

So what happens to the artsy ones?

Take a look into the schools of America, full to bursting with creativity;

Each of us are blessed with a different obsession. 

Molds are useless for the blazing supernovas that are the prodcuts of the American dream.

                STEM is good. But artists will be artists. Foster this. 

 

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