Poem by Leela Fleck

Chatter in the Loud Lunchroom

​Chatter in the loud lunchroom.
Everyone has food.
Quiet in the sad room.
Everyone is hungry.
Chatter in the loud lunchroom.
Food is eaten, wasted, and shared.
Quiet in the sad room.
Nothing changes.
People in the loud lunchroom,
Finally notice the people in the sad,
Quiet room.
Chatter in the loud lunch room.
There is no longer a sad room.
The narrative has changed.​

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BIO: Born and raised in NYC, 11 year old Leela loves playing the guitar, singing, ice skating, and writing.