Body
The body pops every Saturday. It starts around 10 or 11 pm, and it doesn't stop until the party gets shut down. She twerks. She goes. She gets it. She bad. I don't know who these musicians be talking…
proximity is one of the most explored themes on Power Poetry, where young poets share their authentic voices and lived experiences. The 1 poems below range from raw first drafts to carefully crafted works — each one a window into how a young writer sees proximity in their life. Whether you're looking for inspiration, connection, or just want to know you're not alone, start reading and see what resonates.
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