Teen Poetry Contest Winner for 2009
Noor Hasem
Niles West High School, grade 12

Ode to the Girl I Never Talked to on the Bus

My head pounds like a heart,

So I lean it against the frosted school bus window,

The muscles in my brain relax at my makeshift ice pack.

My skull loosens.

The humming grind of gears ohms into my ears.

My eyes find solace behind my eyelids.

This fourteen-and-a-half minute bus ride

Is slow enough to lull me to sleep, but

Bumpy enough to keep me awake.

I sigh softly

And write my name in the steamed up window.