Alora Young, Nashville based, Poet, Performer, and Activist
Ten years of writing experience.
National Youngarts winner,
Scholastic Gold Medalist,
International Human Rights day Rising Activist
Nashville’s 2020 Youth Poet Laureate
Youth Poet Laureate of the southern United States
Presidential Scholar Of the Arts
Memoir ‘Walking Gentry Home’ coming 2022 from Hogarth Books
In my school, we are the generation of the bomb—we're loving, because that's all we have left—we're rising, the reincarnation of a war-torn silent generation we’re louder than they could ever be before cause our constitution mandates love and understanding, cause prejudice is no match for Google translate we are seven thousand days away from burning ourselves to the ground Maybe in the ashes Nashville, Hillsboro, will still be around because this city is a people not a place I can see Nashville in every single face and I know when music city sends that song of embrace Even the cicadas will listen.
Commissions, and preformances!
Rock The Vote Special
New York Times
Poem:To Have A Name
Measure of A Man available on spotify
The stars I sought since the moment the sky meant something
Howling wind like commandos whipped
Over the Altoona sky
Unified my universe with Poly Pockets painted the color of supernovas.
weeds and dandelions rise
through concrete like apparitions
resurrecting the soil of yesterday giving way
to flowers, then bushes, then trees
enriching the soil with such expertise
you’d think they were artists.
The way they warble a long-forgotten anthem
to a desert and turn back time.