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SURGE Winter 2013 Fall 2013 THE ZONE’S TEEN LITERARY The Mount Sinai Kravis Children’s Hospital MAGAZINE


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SURGE contents 2 3 4 5 6 7 9 11 12 13 14 15 17 19 21 23 24 25 26 27 28 29 31 33 The Zone’s Teen Literary Magazine of The Mount Sinai Kravis Children’s Hospital Fall 2013 Volume 3 Issue 3 SURGE STAFF Thomas Dooley Editor-in-Chief Diane Rode Executive Editor Guest Teen Editor’s Note Editor-in-Chief’s Note Angie Koeneker Your Love by Frajon Benjamin/ Art by Demetrius Franklin Contributing Editor From Words to Water by Stephanie Allen It’s My Time to Shine by Demetrius Franklin Russell Mindich Standing Up by Ryan Ngai Founding Editor Peace by Rachel Stevens/ Art by Andre Schopp The Pain Through Body and Nature by Eliza Rivera Susanne Bifano Beyond the Window by Genacy Moody/ Art by Eliza Rivera Art Editor Art by Ontario Solomon Blueprints for the Future by Ontario Solomon Amelia Loran Prison Break by Nakara Morris/ Art by Nakara Morris Art by Amelia Loran Guest Teen Editor To My King by Kyla Graham Profile of KidZone TV by Sabrina Getrajdman h Art by Christy Jourdain I Can’t Breathe by Bryson Banks Thanks to Russell Mindich A Big Unknown by Cheick Traore and family and the staff of the Child Life and Creative Arts I Am a Bucket by Kyla Graham/ Art by Mariah Castro Therapy Department of Cement by Isabel Baker/ Art by Christy Jourdain The Mount Sinai Kravis The Little Girl in the Woods by Christy Jourdain Children’s Hospital. Creep by Kayla Singh/ Art by Kayla Singh To view this issue online: Pilot by Cheick Traore/ Art by Cordelia Foster Having No Control by Jennifer Rodriquez The Child Life and Creative Art by Nakara Morris Arts Therapy Department 1 Gustave L. Levy Place Box 1153 New York , NY 10029 212-241-6797 1 | SURGE Cover art by Mariah Castro


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Hi, everyone! Many of the poems here are inspiring! People go through things that you would never think they are going through, and they are so good at hiding their emotions, but through reading these pieces, I learn that I am not alone; we all go through hard times. SURGE is a place where teens can let out their emotions and have fun doing it. I love to paint. For this issue, I depicted the heart and mind of a teenager. We can experience a lot of happiness, fun times, love, and support from each other. I look forward to writing a new piece and painting a next piece. I hope everyone has fun writing and you all inspire me! Amelia Loran Guest Teen Editor Congratulations to Mariah Castro whose drawing won the inaugural SURGE Cover Contest and addressed the theme, “If there were a visual for the brain or heart of a teenager, what would it look like?” Some of the artwork from the contest appears in this issue and some will appear in future issues. Thank you to all our artists! Way to go, Mariah! Graffiti by Guiseppe Maniglia II SURGE | 2


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SUBMIT TO SURGE. Dear Readers: What you hold in your hands is a creation made by teens. These emerging authors and artists come from all over the New York area. Some have written poems from their rooms at Mount Sinai and some have submitted their work online. They all come to SURGE to offer their unique voice and to connect with readers. For this seventh issue of SURGE, we encounter poetry, prose, and art that lead us into the searching heart and flurried brain of the teenager. As a reader, you are invited inside. Welcome. SURGE is for teens, created by teens. If you are a teenager and would like to submit your original creative writing or artwork, please send your work to: Thanks for reading, Thomas Thomas Dooley, Editor-in-Chief The Mount Sinai Kravis Children’s Hospital Child Life & Creative Arts Therapy Department 3 | SURGE Artwork by Demetrius Franklin


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YOUR LOVE is big and beautiful Like the Taj Mahal You are like a lily The petals are long and pretty You are like the Energizer Bunny You keep going and going and going You’re like a mama bird When a baby bird is just born Your voice is sweet Like a violin You smell fruity Like a bucket of strawberries You protect me Like a big, heavy safe You hold me tight Like a mama panda Your love is big and beautiful Like the Taj Mahal Frajon Benjamin New York, NY SURGE | 4


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FROM WORDS TO WATER I went from dirt to grass. In the beginning it was dry, no feeling, everything to my mind was negative, at first, too much pain. The green is feeling alive. I went from a seed to a sunflower. I am now more open, when a seed you have no roots, not knowing what is going on, the doctors are water, trying to make me grow. Now my sunflower is among other seeds showing them there is hope. Stephanie Allen New York, NY 5 | SURGE Painting by artists of The Zone


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IT’S MY TIME TO SHINE My name’s Big D I’m in for a rhyme I got all the time in the world I spit my rhymes if you don’t remember press rewind I know I just started It’s my time to shine now don’t worry I’ma shine just fine I’m walking now to the finish line I feel complete now it’s my time before I leave lemme just say I couldn’t have done it any other way without my rec staff rehab too schooling and nursing it’s only a few so many people got me through these days I wouldn’t have done it any other way I’ll be sad and happy at the same time but like I said it’s my time to shine. Demetrius Franklin New York, NY SURGE | 6


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STANDING UP I believe that it is not right to bully. I was bullied for most of my life. I have been bullied because I like something different, because I look different and because I am a different race/ ethnicity. I am half Asian and half Black. My mom is black. She grew up with similar problems to what I have grown up with. She used to be bullied because of her race by everyone around her. My dad is Chinese. He did not have problems with bullies growing up. What bullies try to do is get under your skin. I have had days where I just wanted to sit at home and be upset, but then I realized that once you are upset the bully has won the battle. That is when I decided to not take insults personally, and to speak up for myself when I am mistreated. Bullying can happen anywhere; at school, in the street, or even with family. It is hard for kids to handle it, but it’s not just kids who are bullied. It can be teenagers, young adults, and adults. Don’t feel alone, it happens to all of us. You can try to handle it on your own with nonviolence, or you can go to a teacher or your family. The most important thing is that you don’t let the bully win. Even your family can bully you. It might be in a different way than you expect. Sometimes family members will playfully tease each other, and something is said that was not intended to hurt, but it might. In my family, people take jokes differently. On my dad’s side, we crack jokes and tease each other. We don’t take things personally. On my mom’s side, we are more serious about what we say. My mom 7 | SURGE Painting by Myia Pino


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hates when we make jokes about how we look and who we are, while my dad really doesn’t care. Everyone is different about what they consider funny. Even your closest friends can bully you. It can happen out of nowhere and leave you feeling speechless because you will not be expecting it. Sometimes friends can call you names or make jokes that you so not find funny. Their comments can feel cruel and racist. It feels strange to hear these kinds of words coming from a friend. It can make you feel like an outsider. When this happened to me in the past, I felt like I was alone. I felt like if one of my friends felt this way, then maybe everyone felt that way. It is important to forgive, but not forget, and to take time to let things pass so you can move on. When I am upset, I can talk to my sister. She is someone I trust, and I know that she will listen and understand. If you are being bullied, find someone you can trust. I believe being upset is ok. It is how you make people listen to you. For me, speaking up feels easy. It is something I have been doing all my life. Make sure that if you are bullied, that you keep on speaking up, until something is done. I believe that it is not right to bully. Ryan Ngai New York, NY SURGE | 8


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PEACE I’m living in a box, I just want to be free I would want to go to a more open place I want to say, “I have a park,” to be able to see the trees to sit and relax, to be able to breathe and get out of that box to have space now everything feels like it’s shutting in, I want a baby blue sky, soft clouds, and I’ll just move... 9 | SURGE


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I’m in heaven, I can clear my mind and think about nothing, I see a bright star-yellow light glowing… aaaaaaahhh I start to rise, and float up to heaven. That’s what I’m searching for, a place of peace. Rachel Stevens Coney Island, NY Painting by Andre Schopp SURGE | 10


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THE PAIN THROUGH BODY AND NATURE My pain was like thunder hitting a tree the gray sky comes out and blinds the sun rain falls as a river goes down hard everything is a wreck I’m feeling this scene in my back watching everything go down is how my rib cage feels as the body feels pain you can see destruction in nature Eliza Rivera New York, NY 11 | SURGE Painting by Eliza Rivera


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BEYOND THE WINDOW “Water is patient, water waits, water always wins.” - Dr. Who It’s almost five feet tall, and it’s a fichus, pretty young so the trunk is thin, last time I saw it, it had plenty of leaves on it, but it’s been a while. The pot is a good foot in diameter, that’s how wide the branches go out, the leaves are dark green, shaped like teardrops, the branches look spiny, it’s almost as tall as me the bark is rough. Out the window, I can see the main street where the building faces, and the side street, the corner store, the grass beneath my window that extends all the way out to the street, I can see all the cars parked on the hill and there are some restaurants. I keep my windows closed. I see a vacant lot across the street, squirrels and birds scavenge through the junk, I can see some of the houses down the side street, then the square block and the rest of Staten Island, block after block of house, the train station, sometimes you hear the train go by, then the debris and boats and cars and sand, it’s not a pretty site, well, not now. And then the indifference of the water. Genacy Moody Staten Island, NY SURGE | 12


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13 | SURGE Illustration by Ontario Solomon


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BLUEPRINTS FOR THE FUTURE Life is a great paradox, it is miraculous, at the same time tedious, it is so long, but so short—I’m only seventeen, I haven’t made it to eighty yet and it went by in a blink, just yesterday I was twelve full of joy, enthusiastic and vibrant, but I don’t like in middle school and much more innocent, the same ritual, I like it spicy, the law frees and restrains, it allows once I get bored then I change. you to do certain things, but also limits you, I’ve experienced the best of both. My house is a place of peace, when I step outside, there’s negativity, but there’s communication, I am a train barreling into a station, at a swift speed, not too subtle or slow, I am direct, to the point, no extra turns, I am As I depart to a greater destiny, I’d like to sustain myself and know what I have to do without being told, the future in store for me is better than I’ve been told, but I must bring myself to that point before I’m weary and old, I can’t wait until it’s too late, I’m on the wrong track, I need to switch, diverge and reroute onto the right course. Ontario Solomon New York, NY SURGE | 14



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