One Lawndale Part 3

Here are some of the poems from the final stage of the One Lawndale project. Enjoy!


Mayra M.


In the summer

When I was waiting for Mom to get back home from work

The Sun was beaming in my eyes

And the air was ever so soothing and sweet




Jose M. 


The elote man ringing his bell for all of us hear, as we cheer for the el sonido mientras disfrutamos de la cayes con los amigos thinking how can anything be this good what sorcery has this wizard casted upon thee


Ashley L.


It’s walking down the streets

Watching the kids run to the ice cream truck

It’s the grass being green but not on the other side

It’s the grass being green here, in our community

It’s the smell of carne asada

The music blasting

It’s the pure pride of our roots


The cookouts and get-togethers

It’s being with family

Cracking a cold one with the primos

It’s staying up late on summer nights


It’s dancing until the sunrise

It’s sense of family that’s makes community



“Writing poetry makes me feel like I can see myself, like I can see my reflection, but not in a mirror, in the world. I write and I know I can be reflected.”
-Oscar S.

“Writing poetry makes me feel free.”
-Buenda D.

“Writing poetry is like your best friend.”
-Jessica M.