Writing South Carolina: Selections of the 7th High School Writing Contest
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Writing South Carolina - Ellis McLarty
WRITING SOUTH CAROLINA
Volume 7
Selections of the Seventh High School Writing Contest
Edited by the students of Finding Your Voice: Writing and Editing for Life
(a South Carolina Honors College course)
Instructor: Aïda Rogers
Steven Lynn: Dean, South Carolina Honors College
Designer: Jennifer Ciotta
Grand Judge for this contest: Elise Blackwell, novelist and English professor, University of South Carolina
Copyright © 2021 by The University of South Carolina Honors College
About the cover: Tall Goldenrod (solidago altissima), the state wildflower of South Carolina, is one of our lesser-known symbols. Here it represents these young authors, our lesser-known voices, who are newly emerging and perhaps a little bit wild.
All rights reserved. No parts of this book may be reproduced in any manner whatsoever without written permission except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical articles and reviews.
Contents
Introduction ix
Ellis McLarty
Logan Baker (First Place)
Mothers and Grandmothers 2
Limehouse Bridge, acrylic on oyster 4
Hannah Elledge (Second Place)
Goosebumps 6
For the Man on the Side of the Road I Almost Hit with My Car 8
Charlotte Hughes (Third Place)
sponge + soap 10
Holly & Jolly 14
Ranya Alhadrami
If You Think It Is Expensive, Try Ignorance 17
Moments of Gold 19
Kaitlyn Barbery
Chemicals in the Carolinas 22
The Lollipop Moment 24
Kozbi Bayne
United 26
Is My Blood Paint to You? 29
Lily Bird
Climate Concerns for South Carolinians 31
A Plagiarized Personality 33
Aubrey Chapman
Front Porch Debates 36
Peeling Celery 38
Autumn Chaveco
Eating Croquetas in the School Bathroom 40
New Jersey Interlude 42
Courtney Cole
A Smoggy Future 44
Just Two Words 46
Sydney Fanning
Sex Ed 49
The City 52
Spirit Gamble
The Problem 53
Frankenstein 54
Danielle Marks
Cognitive Dissonance 56
free verse about a flower boy 59
Grace Miller
Teen Dating Violence in South Carolina 61
A Breath of Fresh Air 63
Kameryn Miller
Justice at a Heavy Fine 65
The Time I Took the Wrong Highway Exit 68
Ami Patel
Reality of South Carolina’s Mentality 70
A Life with(out) Language 72
Anna Peterson
Our South Carolina Coastline – Paradise or a Pipe Dream? 74
An Unfamiliar Face 75
Billy Petty
South Carolina’s Unspoken Issue 77
A Friend I Met 80
Johnny Phan
Prepared in Mind and Resources 82
Failure 85
Gwen Pregnall
Literacy for Lily 88
This One Moment 90
Caroline Quan
Girl in the Wind 93
Face It 94
Lauren Ross
Enough Gun Violence 96
Finding My Passion 98
Merena Russeau
Unnecessary Killer 100
My Imaginary Club 101
Bojena Sabin
Portrait of a Gas Station 104
Prayers from a Flower Bed 106
Michelle Schultze
Millennium Blue 108
Sixteen 110
Julianne Smith
The Anti-Pastoral View of a Construction Site 111
A Bitter Fen 112
Regan Staudt
Making Time for Mental Health 115
The Phoenix 117
Amber Tu
A Song for the Future 119
The Letter C 121
KhaFee Walker-Lewis
How Would I Change South Carolina? 124
Talks with Mom about My Future 126
Micah Washington
Unequal Opportunity Education 127
Anne of the Library 130
Riley Watson
Ripples 132
The Geode of Life 134
Caroline White
Driving into Disaster 137
Accidental Angels 139
Julianne Williamson
Color Blind 141
Culture Shock 144
Josiah Worch
Make Our Roads Safer 145
Wake Up 147
Christen Worthington
Abstain from Misinformation 150
The Beginning of Ann Worthington 154
Acknowledgments 167
Introduction
Hostile Hospitality
ELLIS MCLARTY
In my beloved Greenville, South Carolina, exists a web of living time capsules. These neighborhood relics encapsulate my childhood’s sunshine-warmed, chlorine-stained summers. Amongst the historic Colonial homes, wrinkled black-and-white photographs, and Pepsi bottles so expired that sugar hugs the glass in crystals, I skipped, learned, and grew for eighteen years.
As a White, pigtailed little girl, I thought nothing more of my hometown than the comforting sense of familiarity it offered. Naiveté proved a shield from the less desirable traits of my southern upbringing: the heavy, stifling humidity, the endless mosquito bites, and the nosy, front-porch-sitting neighbors to name a few. Still, even more than these charmful quirks, my innocence blinded me from the rudimentary inequities present throughout my sheltered, day-to-day life.
My school, church, and neighborhood are whiter
than many care to admit. I cannot remember seeing restaurant customers, neighbors, or church friends who did not look like me. My life was monochrome; I despise that fact. Although de jure segregation supposedly no longer exists, discriminatory practices and policies continue to plague our state. In Greenville, restaurants, residential areas, and community organizations are still masked in systemic discrimination. Even our infrastructure is rooted in racism: my neighborhood’s streets do not connect to those of the adjacent, primarily Black neighborhood. This exclusory city-planning exists from the Upstate all the way down to where sand and sea meet in the Low Country, creating a lack of diversity and inclusion in countless entities and organizations.
I often wonder how so many White South Carolinians are able to turn a blind eye away from fellow brothers and sisters in need. I hear White southerners keep diversity out of their own neighborhoods by shouting N.I.M.B.Y
while simultaneously glorifying gentrification of more diverse neighborhoods. I see South Carolina having one of the lowest-ranked educational systems in the United States, then watch funding get taken away from our public schools. The list continues.
Yet, after reading these selections, I have reassured faith in South Carolina’s ability to change this complacent narrative of inequity. These skilled high school writers do not shy away from the Southern dichotomy of hospitality and hostility. Socioeconomic injustice, racism, sexism, educational disparity, lack of mental health awareness, and more have deeply moved their hearts and minds. It is with open arms that we, as readers, must embrace the concerns presented to us. Through careful consideration, may we grow from our shortcomings and share in the promise of a South Carolina as beautiful as these selections beg us to imagine. Oh, how wondrous that would be.
Ellis McLarty is pursuing a dual degree in music performance and mathematics in the South Carolina Honors College. A native of Greenville, South Carolina, she was a student in the 2020 Finding Your Voice: Writing and Editing for Life
course in the SCHC.
Editor’s Note: As with previous contests, the Grand Judge composes a prompt for the finalists to respond to within forty minutes. Novelist Elise Blackwell chose this:
Writers’ material often springs from random encounters and observations – an unexpected meeting or an overheard conversation, a stranger witnessed or a peculiarity noticed. Identify such a moment from the last month or two of your life and use it in a work of fiction, poetry, or nonfiction. Maybe something you noticed while shopping will be the jumping off point for an essay. Perhaps you’ll write a very short story about someone you passed on the street. Or maybe you’ll write a poem about a place you wound up in because you were lost. The moment can be a large or small moment in your life as well as a large or small part of the work you create.
The moment
each finalist wrote about in this impromptu round of the contest follows their submission about making South Carolina better.
Finalists
Bottom Row, left to right: Spirit Gamble, Danielle Marks, Charlotte Hughes, Kozbi Bayne, Merena Russeau, Caroline White, Courtney Cole, Caroline Quan, Grace Miller
Second Row, left to right: Ami Patel, Sydney Fanning, Aubrey Chapman, Johnny Phan, Micah Washington, Anna Peterson, Ranya Alhadrami, Lily Bird, Riley Watson, Regan Staudt, Grand Judge Elise Blackwell
Back Row, left to right: Kameryn Miller, Kaitlyn Barbery, Billy Petty, Christen Worthington, Gwen Pregnall, Julianne Williamson, Lauren Ross, Khafee Walker-Lewis
Absent: Logan Baker, Autumn Chaveco, Hannah Elledge, Bojena Sabin, Michelle Schultze, Julianne Smith, Amber Tu, Josiah Worch
Photograph by Ryan Dawkins
1
Logan Baker
Mother and Grandmothers
You’ve given me all the parts of yourself
you love and tease up with extra hair spray
or tie down in front of the mirror. You’ve fed me
your vernacular, your stories, your legacy
printed on my skin in spider veins like cracked ceramic glaze.
That spiral staircase we all keep falling down together
tethers me to something bigger than myself.
I’ve inherited the fast-growing nails, slow-growing hair, paranoia.
The bless your hearts and the frogs in pockets and the God-willing
and the creek don’t rise and when the cows come home.
It’s salt over shoulders and a spoonful in the pasta water
and always to taste. It’s shut the door, you’re letting all the air out,
and not airing out dirty laundry. And it isn’t always enough,
though it feels like it should be.
I fall in camaraderie with my own generation, all of us
prone to turning to Google for answers at night,
when only the trains are running and the Air Force base
across the river has already signed off
with that ghostly rendition of Taps.
The next morning my search history is a rabbit hole
of how to find a sense of identity
and hobbies
and macaron recipe easy
and turritopsis dohrnii
and a whole menagerie of Psychology Today articles,
because surely they’ve stuck some poor guy’s last name
on this feeling. And feeling guilty because I’m pretty sure
most people just call it adolescence.
See, I think it’s a lot easier to find my identity in material things
like the shampoo bottles in my shower, which say I’m supposed to
be
thick and full with 24-hour body
and "enriched with collagen
amino acids."
And I hope they haven’t patented that filler-flex complex
technology yet,
because I think a lot of times I still fall flat.
Another thing: I think that ever since you taught me
what temporary meant, I’ve been obsessed with goodbyes. Let’s run
down that checklist one more time: three I love yous, two hugs
around the neck, sometimes a kiss on the cheek for good measure,
one more, hold on, oh, and drive safe, call us when you get home, all
that
in no particular order. And I think I inherited that from you, too,
that you’ve programmed in my DNA the worst moments
of your lives: the crash, impact, the silence
before the phone call. And I understand you
because I understand that it’s a fraught kind of love.
Recently I’ve been sleeping, or not sleeping, under the stars
on my ceiling and realizing for the first time
that they’re only plastic. And I think you might understand
when I say that, lying in bed at night, listening
to that spectral music from across the river—and maybe
I’m already dreaming, because that final call
sounded hours ago, I know—I’m right on the verge
of finding it, whatever it is that I’m looking for,
but by then I’m already asleep. The four of us
breathe deep in unison.
Limehouse Bridge, acrylic on oyster
I didn’t know I would think about him afterwards,
the man I saw that weekend, but it’s because of everything else,
the fresh cigarette smoke and salt, the December water cold and
folding
over itself at the shore like so many thick-knit scarves, the white
dust
that painted the soles of my boots, that I still remember him.
We’d pulled off right before the bridge, my father and I,
because I wanted to collect oyster shells,
smooth and unbroken for painting.
The man sat, window rolled all the way down,
no radio, no heat, no sound in the wind,