Kwame Alexander: 5 Questions

YARN is psyched to continue its 5th Anniversary 5 Questions series with none other than Kwame Alexander of the multi-award winning novel in verse, The Crossover.

[…] How do you not translate the rhythm of a dribble or a dunk into poetry? It’s the perfect sport because it’s like ballet in sneakers with a ball. Poetry in motion. […]


The #yarn5 contest is a poetry contest calling for any and all riffs on the number five.

This year, our guest judge is none other than super-agent, YA author, and YARN Alum, John Cusick!

Read on….

5 Questions for Jacqueline Woodson!

We are super excited to share the first of our 5 Questions series, which celebrates great YA authors as well as YARN’s 5th Anniversary. How lucky are we that this first one is with the one and only JACQUELINE WOODSON?? Enough said, right?

Exclusive Jacqueline Woodson Poem

Because we are the luckiest YA literary Journal around, we get to share this beautiful poem with you, an outtake from Jacqueline Woodson’s Brown Girl Dreaming. You’re welcome ;-)

How to Eat to Live

When my uncle gets out of jail//
the bacon in our house disappears forever//
Pork is a sin […]

We’re Back!

It’s YARN’s 5th Anniversary! We have grown so much, and are excited to celebrate in a number of ways! Find out more….

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The Claim

By Jessi Shakarian

[…] Better to be cold and scared than warm and safe because you were afraid to do something exciting, Grandpa had told me the day Pa and I boarded the steamship for Seattle. Every time the gusts hit my face, I was certain I would freeze right there and die. I wished I’d known that was the last time I would see him. He died not too long after we left. […]


In Like a Lion & The Sound that Afternoon

We’re hoping your own March is going out like a lamb, but this first poem by Suzanne Kamata will remind you of just two weeks ago, and the days you’re likely glad to see behind you.

In Like a Lion

Because March mornings//
were so blustery// […]


Tai-otochi & Railfanning

We’re whetting your appetite for National Poetry Month this week with two beautiful poems by teen writer Eva Rodriguez.

we are called up to the mat two by two//
and bow, kneeling, at the edges of the ring//
at two feet apart we bow standing,//
shake hands// […]


The Blizzard, Bladefish, and Beeper

By Kourtnie McKenzie

Americans are the consumers of Armageddon. We play out the death of humanity in our movies, books, and games—with zombies, aliens, and warfare—till the end of the world means nothing. A joke.

That’s why, when Lu says, “What if the rapture—,” […]



By K.D. Van Brunt

As I approach the classroom door, a rush of adrenaline courses through me, and my hands begin to shake. In three strides I’m out the door, pushing my way into the hallway, where I lose myself among the mass of students rushing to their next class. I’ve done it! Easy money! […]


Monkey Island

By Lynn Levin

[…] One animal sank its fangs into her collarbone area and sheared through the shoulder strap of her swim suit. One boob fell out.

She would not die like this. She would not. […]


The Chemistry of Em

By Danielle Davis

In the final week of Em’s first semester of her last year of high school, four days after her eighteenth birthday, she returned home from school in the evening. She was given a note by the security guard downstairs […]


Small Change

By Deb Vlock

One night in the slow, hot crawl of late summer, our cat spontaneously combusted. This was a few hours after I spied hundreds of cicada shells heaped in a derelict pile amongst the previous autumn’s leaves, over by the garage, and the air shimmered with insect calls – cicada sex […]



By Jessie Atkin

I told her I was going over to Kate’s house to bake, so in a court of law, under every technicality in the book, I wasn’t lying.

I was being as honest as any teenager can be with her parents. Truth be told, if any of us told the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth, a whole generation would get locked up for its own safety. […]



By Jessica Gregg

He sent me a picture of his knee. His knee of all things. Wide and freckled. The blond hairs a near-neon white because he was so tan. But really a knee of no great variety.

A knee.

ha ha i knee-d to know y u sent that, I wrote him. […]


The Listener, First Love

Our first poems of 2014 are by nineteen-year-old college freshman, Sia Tiong Hua.

The Listener

Some days//
you bring rain reminiscent of tears//
and on others//
it is the seasonal downfall//
the monsoon. […]

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