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S.H.S.

@ a Glance

Untitled, Digital

Victoria Rios

Southside High School Spring 2012


S.H.S.

@ a Glance SELECTION COMMITTEE STUDENTS Karen Duenas Karen Borrego

TEACHERS Ms. O’Rourke, Kathy Ms. Martinez, Donna Ms. Mota, Priscilla Mr. Garcia, Ramiro Ms. Bump, Elizabeth Ms. Rendon, Irene Ms. Torres, Rebecca

PROJECT MANAGER Karen Borrego

ADVISOR

Mr. Tejeda, Gabriel

Southside High School San Antonio, TX 78221 Spring 2012


Karen Borrego

Dia De Los Muertos, Digital


DEDICATED TO THE TREMENDOUSLY TALENTED STUDENTS OF SOUTHSIDE HIGH SCHOOL


Franco Cruz

SHE

Stop. Feel the earth’s warmth. She smiles. Stop. Feel the wind dancing on your skin. She breathes. Stop. Scan the skies. She watches. Stop. Watch the sun set. She sleeps. Stop. Hear the birds chirp. She sings. Wait. The oil taints the streams. She bleeds. Wait. The air is black and gray. She coughs. Wait. The rays will burn and sting. She hurts. Wait. The rains will skin the trees. She cries. Wait. The ice will melt on both ends. She drowns. Look! She’s dead.

Victoria Rios

Flowers and Thorns, Digital


Eddie Gonzales

A Dream Gone Love to me is nothing but a dream It only lasts so long till it fades away But these scars still stay I’ve tried my best I couldn’t rest These feelings are a mess That’s eating me up inside I don’t know how long it would last But these were more or less the best Times I ever had It isn’t so sad what’s wrong with that When days were bright an out of sight And friends were forever and girlfriends Were a whole lot better We all played together who had the Right to tear us apart With our hearts in hand this hurt So bad I would wonder where has the time gone? I want to go back where love is all I had Some say I wouldn’t make it on my own So spare me at least three last words I love you I wouldn’t choose I’m yours forever I wouldn’t bare to use I miss you I’ll choose to use Because you where the one who stood By my side Always holding my hand so very tight I didn’t mine your hugs so breath taking and Bruising but now I don’t miss you at all So goodbye to you, time to dream of a better dream. Seems that all I have are friends to be.


A Liar’s Ride

Eddie Gonzales

Liar, Liar you must be on fire I hope it’s not a desire Try not to blackout Time is running short Try not to lose So choose to use This time Was it worth the lie Would you come on by I’ll hold you close If you’re afraid of heights Just don’t close your eyes On this new ride

Luis Vasquez

Untitled, Watercolor


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Victor Guajodo

Death. We are all dying slowly. Even with a curative being, The end is unavoidable. Speak fastidious words. Do not hate for there is no time. Pejorative eyes and a gentle touch, Clears the pain. Extol the creator of death You will meet soon. But do not fear Austere punishment. The words that impugn Are never heard. And so the pragmatic being will Waste away precious time And conciliatory words Never read. We only have a short time Left in this world. So embrace others For we are not immortal.

Something Just for You

Karen Borrego

I’ve cried into these sheets for a limitless amount of weeks A critique wouldn’t know what to score, since you disappeared for forever more I closed the door to let you out, everything ended with one last shout Never before did I doubt the things you do, since they always led me back to you Never before did I contemplate that you would walk back through that door But you always do Leaving arguments galore You tore the love straight from my heart As if it was some twisted type of art


Autumn Wagner

Burn in Hell with Me The wave crashed lightly over the moonlit rocks, the rhythmic shoreline receding. The luminous fire was magnificent in the center of the beach, our “friend’s only!” bonfire. I shook my head at the obvious blonde, Kristian, dancing drunkenly in the sand while others cheered her on; I was embarrassed for her. I turned away from the aroma of burning wood and sat down on a thick rock on the moonlight, a perfect view of white beach. I heard the distinguishing sound of a sand shifting under the weight of a body; I had no intention to look back and see who it was. Their breath was heavy, their body eliciting a cool sense. “Hey, Val,” I heard from behind, the voice seeming to flourish with remorse. I knew exactly who it was, although I was in no such mood talk. “What, Reign? Haven’t you tortured me enough for one evening?” I asked. He cleared his throat and began, “Valkyrie, I’m not torturing you. That is the LAST thing I want… you don’t know what I want...” he said as he sat beside me, his voice trailing off. He eyed me with curiosity. I turned to him solemnly, “Well what is it you want? Edify me Reign. I’m clueless…” I replied with a heavy heart. “I can’t Val. I can never tell you nor can I show you. The entirety of it is far too heft, you couldn’t even begin to comprehend I-“he said through a half smile as he explained. “No, don’t. I’m not a fool, don’t take me as one,” I said as I held my head, “I’ll just be going,” I said as I did my best to resist the beautiful boy that sat my side, begging for me to stay with his piercing blue eyes. It was rather hard to compose yourself around such a marvelous sight, his soft, black hair messy with flattering eyes accentuating the whole of him. “Just stay…” he pleaded.


Franco Cruz

Luis Vasquez and Jose Hernandez

Eternity in Front of my Eyes, Acrylic

Scattered and Splattered, Multi-media


You and I

Jacob Anthony Ramos

Soon I hope I die For I will always live in the sky My time here as a human was a disguise Wearing on my back what makes birds fly Waiting for the day of my demise For the day my soul gets weak and dies When my bones become brittle And my body shrinks a little Nothing would be left But a nasty mess The one I left behind, In the back of my mind I’ll help us all get to the place But not the same case Soon you’ll meet the gates A double path you must take For it’s a gate of faith And a choice you must make But please no mistakes Once you’ve made your choice Don’t sink in rejoice For all the funs only began And you and I will be walking on the sand

Karen Borrego

Walking Among Shadows, Acrylic


Friend That Can Be A friend in need, is a friend indeed That’s all I need So don’t treat me like a thing And break me to my knees I’ll be there for you and me So don’t treat me as a fiend And crush me within the scene As friends I’ll do my best That I can please your needs So truth be told I’ll hold your secrets No matter how reckless they may be I can see it’s not easy being you But put on my shoes You would fall to the floor And break with in an instant What I do isn’t just for you I told the truth I’m better than you I hope you can hear me I’ll always be here Life isn’t so hard it’s insane Insanely mad Where friendships are questioned And brothers have an aggression No wonder we are so out of place It’s such a disgrace I wish I was in space Maybe that would end my case

Eddie Gonzales


April Rodriguez

Simply Me, Acrylic


Lorraine Aguirre

Within Emotions run deep And it seems like I can never sleep But you’re too hard to find I just wish that you were mine You’re the only one that makes me shine Just to know you’re my one and only And that we can never be lonely Making our memories Telling our own stories We are each other’s glory You are what made this my story You are my motivation And you’re what lead me into temptation You became my distraction And my diversion My sweet affliction With no description You’re the fire deep inside The one thing I can never put aside But something I can mesmerize Someone who gives me great advice Your what makes me feel like I can glide through life Maybe somebody be your wife And finally drop the knife You’re the one person who’s never lied And you’re the one who’s always by my side When I was gently kissed And you were missed You were gone for so long And everything felt wrong.


Cold Blooded Mammal

Kegan Robles

In a daze, through the maze Selfish, thief wants a raise I don’t even think you understand I see the worms, dig out their graves And I feel, all the times you make me steal Am I dead or is this real I don’t care if you stay, all the time you waste each day Every second that goes by, all the times I wonder In a daze, through the maze I can see, in amaze I don’t even think I understand In the maze I walk in a daze And I feel, all the time she makes me steal Am I dead or is this real I don’t care if you stay, all the time you waste each day Every second that goes by, all the times we wonder why

Marc Rodriguez

The Crawling Within, Acrylic


Larry Dell

Untitled What does it mean to be a house pet? It’s possible that it’s the same as a child. Both have curative effects on owners. Both are always cuddled. Both are extoled for minor things. Neither has a worry in the world. Neither always makes pragmatic decisions. Neither is aware of the dangerous world. But what is the difference? When both die, One is forgotten in a few weeks, The other’s memory does not have that brevity. But why? Neither talks. Both are conciliatory when in trouble. Neither wants to impugn on the master’s orders. Both need the same amount of care. Neither is capable of spite. Both are a complement to a family. Why is one forgotten, While the other one is mourned? What impugns on the same amount of love?

Marissa Peña

Pig, Clay


Not Really

Karen Borrego

Everything’s not what it seems, Yet you hold together my broke dreams. And I see in your eyes that you can’t decide. Time runs out before our minds collide. Holding on is what I want to do, Getting close wasn’t something I expected to do, But letting go seems so simple to get me through. Not knowing which way to go, I hold you close. You suppose everything will be okay. However, forsake words still remains, The ones you said to me that day. I want to turn and run, I want to say I’m done. Your deceitful smile keeps me in place. Everything’s not what it seems, Yet you hold together my broke dreams. And I see in your eyes that you can’t decide. Time runs out before our minds collide. I realize you’ve done enough to help pull myself out of this trough. Sleeping eyes have no effect on me, So I walk out the door without looking back. The irresistible temptation to carve a path away from insanity Fully played out. Everything is what it seems now that you’re gone, I was just too blind to see the wrong. You’re the one who destroyed my dreams, And I see in your eyes that you decided long ago. Time ran out, now our minds divide.


Angelia Kiplinger

The Aspects of Light, Acrylic


Forgotten

Lorraine Aguirre

The day you saw me for me and didn’t judge me You didn’t judge me on my looks You judged me on my personality You showed me what love was When you brushed my cheek and looked into my eyes That was the day I fell for you and all your lies You became my happiness The days soon came to an end And that’s when everything started to descend You broke me You crushed me Threw me away But nothing was set to stay You stole my spirit And soul My laugh And smile We soon began to fade away No longer on display I disappeared into your past I’m sorry we didn’t last It was such a mess But you made me feel like I was less You were my everything But to you, I was nothing I soon became lost and forgotten But it is really going to cost you for being so rotten You treated me like I wasn’t the best So now, I’m finally putting you to rest


Victoria Rios

Untitled, Acrylic


Seemingly Me

Eddie Gonzales

Everyone is screaming Were only bleeding It’s seeming that were leaving I must be dreaming Days and nights are going by Wishing for a life worth living The traffic light still on red I won’t go to bed I can’t keep going on thinking I’m dead And why am I still waiting For this world to stop hating I must be the next victim So unforgiven Trapped with these mental elements It just became my nightmare I swear its teasing my mind I’m in bind So do you think you know me?

Alex Bato

Being the Bigger Person, Acrylic


Black Hole

Jacob Anthony Ramos

I am your king and this is my world On one knee you kiss my ring and my pearl You my subject and I rule you And most likely be the end of you too You’re my friend and I love you With all my heart I cherish you You thank me and feel so happy But there’s a black hole were my heart should be And this black hole represents me And my pouring rage to be free Free from this prison that’s captivated me And with it all made my heart into what you see

Victoria Rios

Untitled, Digital


Goodbye World I sit in this world Wondering what the hell I’m doing? Is this for real? Is this the life I’m living? With people who don’t even care And people hurt and who hate, But hate to be hurting. So they turn on you and me, And in once second they let this anger free Like a hungry lion on the attack, So don’t take what they say into your heart, Or else you’ll be the snack, Don’t let them rip you apart you have to be strong! Just let them talk no matter how long, Think about yourself and how to carry on. This world isn’t beautiful It’s not your favorite song It’s not what you think it is The world is all wrong! So I’ll just turn around And walk away Lay on the ground This is where I’ll stay. Make me a coffin where I lay Come close to hear the final words I say “Good-bye I don’t want to live this way.”

Jacob Ramos


Luis Vasquez

Behind the Crowd, Multi-media


Untitled

Michael V. Garza

The days seem to pass so easily. The brevity of life is overwhelming. One moment here, gone the next. We never stop and wonder if this is it. A never ending moment of fear, paranoia, Impugn thoughts that generate our society. Is there more to life than what we make of it? Pragmatic beliefs that go unquestioned. Corruption in a morally dying world. You must be fastidious when speaking your mind, many aim to silence you. Some instances can be curative窶馬ot at the moment. But after life, comes death. Some say a burden that keeps us in fear. Others speak of it as a time to extol the accomplishments we have done, and release us from worry. All in all death complements life.

Veronica Reyna

Speaking Out, Multi-media


Gladiator

Repgam

Amnesia ever present I awake in a room of old stone I move forward to the pulling Sensations, dragging me down an abyss I hear the cries for blood And violence. They are calling me. The light shines as the door opens. The blood and sand are familiar now The roars of the crowd fill me with power and rage. It is time now to fight for blood and fame. To fight for my freedom and family I strike with might of the gods, Vengeance of a dad, And honor of a gladiator

Nelly Portales

Spirit, Oil


Forever and On

Karen Borrego

Walking next to you was common for me Until I saw that we could be something great. I honestly couldn’t wait. I would sit and contemplate on how to get a hold of you. I didn’t have a clue that we would come through as something greater than we expected. Above all, we’ve done more than connected. I can feel my heart beat at a rapid pace As you hold my face to kiss me with such grace Hold my hand, pull me above, And tell me if this is love. Nothing in this world lasts forever, But maybe we could prove ourselves better. Sit me on a swing, Push me so high, When I’m with you, I can touch the sky. Look me in the eyes and hold me close, These are the moments I cherish most. I can feel my heart beat at a rapid pace As you hold my face to kiss me with such grace Hold my hand, pull me above, And tell me if this is love. Let’s go on a walk where we can be free, Let’s go on a walk so it can just be you and me, Let’s go on a walk to find the sea, Let’s go on a walk to make forever and on history.


Allyssa Molina

Untitled, Photography


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George Olivarez

As the day goes by The hallway is empty. There is no one. No one except a lonesome janitor. He works late to support his family. His child says, “Daddy, when you come home?” His smile is sincere and sad. “Soon,” he says “I’ll be home soon.” He mops the floors twice Once to remove the overlaying dust Twice to catch what is left behind He sees his reflection. It is nearly nine at night He pictures his child laying in bed Waiting for daddy to come home to kiss him goodnight. A silent tear falls He then mops it away.


Alyssa Zavala

Through the Glass, Etching


Victoria Rios

Untitled, Oil


Patrick Sandoval and Trevor Aubuchon

The Crowing Flesh Since the time we met, I hate to say, you were my friend, But that was then, Since you started this French, Then I put my foot down and declared the end! You hang lifelessly feeding on all your lies, This will prove essential to you demise It is time to close your eyes, And pray to a god you die! I’ll make you get down on your knees, (I’ll burn your infantry) split you skull in three, Your skull, your hair, your teeth, It’s not enough for me, You must meet my needs, Your skull, your hair, your teeth, It’s not enough for me. Oh!! Your skin, your flesh, It’s just the thing I need, The blood is fresh, Induce my deathly greed It’s time you close your eyes, Prepare for your demise, The last words you will hear, As you tremble in fear, You were once my friend, but I declare the end!


I am I am a soldier of the Cold War I wonder when safety is near I hear gunshots and missiles I see my friends being shot I am scared and I want to go home I pretend that I’m safe in bed I feel cold and hungry I touch my shoes to wipe off the blood I worry that the blood is mine I cry under the stress I am a soldier I understand it is my duty to fight I say I must fight I dream of a safe America I try my hardest and pick up my gun I hope for victory I am a US soldier so I shoot

Manuel Olivarez

Wounded in Battle, Oil

Johnny Sims


Untitled

Ashley Ramirez

The fastidious mother watches over her babies. She protects with the curative hugs she gives. She loves with the extoling she does. She nurtures with all her austere qualities. Protecting. Loving. Nurturing. This is what the cautious mother does. She does her job well. She loves you. Do you love her?

Nelly Portales

With the Wind, Oil


Hi, my name is Jacob Ramos

Jacob Ramos

Death to all you humans who stop and deceive All of ya who commit sin and don’t admit All of ya who make us stop in disbelief What you have done we all can see I can’t call ya humans but what can you be? A part of my imagination, a part of me? No it can’t be It doesn’t work But they keep breaking away at my skin with a silver fork And eating my flesh as if it was pork I can hear their screaming I can feel their pain They’re in my head dreaming That one day they will feel the rain But still it’s highly doubted I listened as they all pouted Enough said, Now shut up before your dead Don’t pout or complain to me It’s all in my head These thoughts are killing me I’m the one that’s dead So sad and lonely no final words said “I’m finally free” it would have been But it was silent instead Now I wave hello to the dead or at least most “Hi my name is Jacob Ramos..”


Luis Pe単a

Me, Myself, and I, Pencil/Charcoal


I am

Shayla Riddell

I am Martin Luther King, Jr. I wonder why these people can’t all get along I hear the peoples racism through the world I see whites and blacks not near one another I am Martin Luther King, Jr. I pretend like this racism doesn’t exist I feel the same way as the rest of my race I touch the podium to give my speech I worry what the people will remark back to me I cry that we can’t just all be one I am Martin Luther King, Jr. I understand that this may all fall apart I say I have a dream I dream we will all be equal I try to convince everyone we are all equal I hope everything works out and we become united I am Martin Luther King, Jr.

I am

Megan Miller

I am Jacqueline Kennedy I wonder if my husband was still here how this country would be I hear the gun fire replaying in my mind I see blood everywhere why won’t it stop I am trying to stay strong for my children I pretend that his death does not scare me I feel like I’m missing a part of myself I touch his head trying to hid the horror I worry that the children will never be the same I cry myself to sleep I understand that I have more responsibilities I say, “Kids now never forget your father, he was a good man.” I dream of meeting him soon in heaven I try to keep my head up I hope my kids grow up strong I am Jacqueline Kennedy


Karen Borrego

Something You Created, Photography


Victoria Rios

Untitled, Acrylic


You Were Once True

Lorraine Aguirre

Our love is infinite and can never be replaced Or even erased No matter what tragedy comes forward You’re the one person that showed me nothing can ever go downward You’re the one person who understands my past and the sorrow I feel But you’re in my life and the real deal I know at times we can be very distant But we can change that in an instant Leaving all the distress Ignoring all the mess Recognizing our love By looking up above Recognizing our compassion for one another Along with the distraction from others And I wish with all my might That you’ll be my one true light And stay in sight But for some reason, this doesn’t feel right And I can’t seem to shake off this feeling That I was just your little play thing There’s no reason to be speaking This is all because of your lying There’s no shame, but please stop trying I should’ve known this was just a show I should’ve just told you no I thought you were here to stay I sort of knew this was just a game But now nothing is ever going to be the same


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Angelia Palacios

What makes you so special, what makes anyone special? We are all the same, no matter what any pejorative individual says? Or the way in which they austerely impugn you. They are just as each other. With their little— You know each person likes to feels as one individual, completely different than any other person. But you have to look at it in a pragmatic style. We would all like to stand out. But that’s not how it is everyone is alike, they have the same thoughts and the same motives and the same feelings. The current behavior that’s taking place within our minds is not curative. We have to abolish it and come to realization of what really is.

Janie Fernandez

In My Head, Acrylic


I am I am a communist I wonder why people don’t like us I hear people chanting no I see smiles turn to frowns I am a communist I pretend to like the Soviet Union I feel like no one gets us I touch the face of a sad woman I worry about the others I cry when family are torn apart I am a communist I understand why people don’t like us I say what’s on my mind I dream that we could all unite I try to make things better I hope we don’t ruin any others I am communist

Briar Rose

Zombie Hand, Clay

Tiffany Galicia


I am

Austin Palmer

I am Fidel Castro I wonder how I can tick off Kennedy I hear the sounds of revolution I see the fires of revolution I am a leader I pretend to love my country I feel the need for change I touch the trigger I worry of what’s in store I cry for a new way I am the only hope I understand my mission I say “Viva La Revolution” I dream of a stronger country I try to bring my people together I hope we survive I am the New Age.

Francisco Cleto

Reflection, Oil


Jesus Rodriguez

I am I am a slave I wonder if I would ever escape I hear the whip cracking I see acres of crops I am a slave I pretend I am at a better place I feel the heat of the sun I touch the thorns from the cotton I worry about my family I cry when I can’t take it anymore I am a slave I understand I am here for a reason I say silent prayers I dream of a better life I try to escape I hope I have another chance I am a slave

Luis Vasquez

Zombie, Watercolor


The Unknown

Jacob Anthony Ramos

I still sit here on this rock like a stump stuck in the ground. Like a lonely frog sitting on a lily pad in the middle of a pond. No flies to eat no other pads to jump to. It only seems the pond is on fire and I have nowhere to go. So I sit here waiting for what awaits me under the surface. There’s something lurking underwater waiting to pull me under and suffocate me so I forget this awful place. I’ve been sitting on this rock since birth. I need to get away from here; I need to break free from this cage I’ve placed myself in. I must fly to the top of it and break free. I need to fly, fly faraway from this place. The only problem is I still sit here, gazing. Surrounded by trees; I can’t see what’s around me, I can only look up, up at the sky, the sky that mocks me, mocks me of the freedom I can only dream of. Still I sit here afraid to make a move like an elephant on thin ice, I’m afraid to make a move. Scared of what awaits me just under the surface something else some other part of me fighting to take over; to take full control of me and my helpless body and all I can say is… Will it?


Victoria Rios

Untitled, Digital


Pedro Flores

I am

I am an African American I wonder why they treat me like this I hear yelling for me to get to work I see like me working also I am not happy I pretend to be strong about it I feel like crying I touch cotton all day I worry if my kids are going to have to go through this I cry myself to sleep every night I am not happy I understand that I’m black I say things should be different I dream of being free I try to do my best I hope I will be set free I am black and proud

I am

Joshua Marroquin

I am the first women to travel across the world I wonder who else has achieved something so great I hear the wins as I soar through the sky I see the majestic landscape when I glide above it I am Amelia Earhart I pretend I am in heaven when I fly I feel the marvelous surroundings in the sky I touch the moist and glorious wind go by I worry if I ever have to fear death I cry when I’m not in the sky I am Amelia Earhart I understand that I can’t be like this forever I say this experience takes your breath away I dream to fly all the time I try to understand the purpose of flight I hope others can feel the same I am Amelia Earhart


Andrea Contreras

Untitled, Photography


Home

Miranda Garcia

I look outside; do you know what I see? In every yard there lies a pecan tree. This is my home; it isn’t much, but its home. No “yards of the mouth,” no ”prized garden gnome.” There are no “Homeowners associations.” To people from other parts of town we cause nothing but complications. The graffiti on the fence is our form of expression. The neighborhood is happy, despite the recession. From the baggy pants, to the bodies covered with tattoos. It is home to me, but others see only fools. I see hardworking people, just trying to make ends meet. Hustling every day, just try to stay on their feet. I see mothers with their children waiting at the bus stop. An honest man just walking home being stopped by a cop. My neighborhood beholds more than just poverty, and violence. I hear the remarks, and I’m struck with silence. This is my home, and it’s all I’ve ever known. The only habit I have not outgrown. I am not a stereotype when I am home. When I’m away, I am copper, everyone else is chrome. I am proud to say, “This is where I live” I hear the remarks; all I can do is forgive.


Angelina Sanchez

Pie, Clay


I am I am a victim I wonder will I survive I hear Nazis killing innocent people I see my family hiding I am a Jew I pretend everything will be okay I feel scared and alone I touch the pages of my diary I worry for my life I cry when I see my family in fear I am hoping for freedom I understand why I’m here I say its not fair I dream of the life I had I try to not be weak I hope that we’ll survive I am Anne Frank

Destiny Mata


April Campos

Untitled, Photography


Jay Garcia

Insanity, Ink


Just Can’t Be

Jacob Anthony Ramos

Look at me and you will see A broken soul and heart set free Leave me alone I want no company A broken home is where I’ll be If you want a life please take me I’m lost in darkness please set me free If you don’t want me than I will go To settle down in a place unknown To you and me it’s never been seen How the people were cruel and mean But you still ran wild and free Without the slightest thought of me To you I’m a distant memory I had the feeling that ill always be but don’t cry as I try to hold on Even though without me you have so much fun I like the rain and you like the sun Two different souls that just can’t be one


Never Let Me Go

Edith Pantoja

Please tell me there’s something real between us. Choose the perfect words to describe that feeling. Explain to me why there’s something about you I don’t want to let go. Hold my hand And say this will last forever. Smile for me, Keep your heart beating. Show me that this love is worth a thousand tears. Prove to me that you’re true, No matter what others say. Teach me everything is possible. Promise me that you will never lie. Don’t let go, For this love will last forever.

Love Ya

Edith Pantoja

Thanks to you I believe that dreams actually come true Because of you, I learned to see my blessings. Thanks to you, I can hold my up high in the hard times. Because of you, life makes more sense. Thanks to you, there’s a reason to never give up. Because of you, I know that heroes are real. Thanks to you, I have a strong motivation. Because of you I’ll always feel like myself. Thanks to you I have an excuse to smile Before I had you, I used to think that a part of me was missing Until you showed up And changed my world, So radically.


Victoria Rios

Untitled, Digital


Robert Ramos

Tecnology at its’ Finest, Acrylic


The Desert

Perla Esquivel

Lost in the desert The bright sun warming my skin Longing for water Burning sand beneath my feet Hopefully, rain will reach me.

Karen Duenas

Beneath the Surface, Photogrpahy


Bloody War

Jacob Anthony Ramos

Slow down and look at what we’ve done Across the world it happens, As millions are stunned. You see every day on TV. Soldiers running with a gun, As the death toll racks up And the blood overfills your cup Tell me if that would even be enough We withdraw from one just to start another And kids cry as they say good bye to sister and brother They just can’t let go as they hold father and mother None of mine have gone But sill I have longed For the return of the soldiers And safe for our brothers Jacob Anthony Ramos and Alexis De La Cruz

Listen to What I Say

You ever tried to run away But you just end up in another cage And you’re trapped all day No way to free your rage In life you no longer play it too serious But you keep on living this way And it’s all making you delirious But you know in the end it will be okay And I will stand with you till that day Let me hold you and listen to what I say Life is like a game Different challenges and obstacles to dismay It’s either courage or fear to get you through the day Through every phase is your own way Either stay or play Or let it die out and fade Every level depends on what you overcame And what benefit you have paid To the game you and I have made


Luis Vasquez

Meeting the Devil, Mixed Media

Adam Sexton

The Line Between the Two, Color pencil


Tu Amor

Perla Esquivel

No se si me amas A veces pienso que si Pero no me quiero ilusionar No quiero lastimarme Asi como siempre lo hago Me vuelve loca al pensar que sientes lo mismo Quiero preguntarte Pero siento miedo que no me ames Se que me tienes carino; pero necesito tu amor, porque sin el me marchito

Your Love Not if you love me Sometimes I think that if But I do not want to delude I do not wanna hurt So as I always do It drives me crazy to think you feel the same I want to ask But I am afraid that I love I know I have affection; but I need your love, because without me withered

Perla Esquivel


Shelby Wander

Raven, Digital


Karen Borrego

Patience, Photography


El Amorde una Madre

Perla Esquivel

El amor de una madre es mas fuerte que un huracan El amor de una madre es mas puro que una fruta Sin el amor de una madre, que seria de nosotros? Porque el amor de una madre es el sentimiento mas poderoso en el universe Es una bendicion que todos tenemos, Pero poco sabemos.

A Mother’s Love

Perla Esquivel

A mother’s love is stronger than a hurricane The love of a mother is more pure than a fruit Without the love of a mother, who would become of us? For the love of a mother is the most powerful feeling in the universe It is a blessing we all have, But we know little.


Historias

Perla Esquivel

Todo empezo con “habia una vez” Asi es como todas las historias empiezan Todas aquellas historias de amor En las unicas donde encontramos amor Pero despues llega, “Y vivieron felices para siempre.” Aunque la mayoria de las historias, No son asi Tristes trajedias Muchos sonamos con el amor, Pero muy poco lo tenemos

Stories

Perla Esquivel

It all started with “once upon a time” This is how all stories begin All those love stories In the only ones where we find love But then comes, It all started with “once upon a time” This is how all stories begin All those love stories In the only ones where we find love But then comes, “And they lived happily ever after.” Although most of the stories, There are so sad tragedies Many dream of love, But we have very little “And they lived happily ever after.” Although most of the stories, There are so sad tragedies Many dream of love, But we have very little


Allyssa Molina

Untitled, Photography


Lagrimas

Perla Esquivel

Lagrimas El lenguaje mudo de la tristeza Una forma de decir que no estamos bien El Corazon siente dolor Lagrimas Las gotas de agua que nuestro cuerpo produce Sin que nosotros nos demos cuenta Lagrimas Como la nube negra deja caer sus gotas

Tears Tears The silent language of grief One way of saying that we are not The Heart pain tears The drops of water that our body produces But we realize that tears As the dark cloud casts its droplets

Perla Esquivel


Victoria Vasquez

Untitled, Digital


Sleep

Jesse Esparza

I just want to sleep, please leave me alone These are the words I lack the strength to say My true colors have never shown. The time to leave my comfortable bed, I long to postpone I wish the bad news would just go away I just want to sleep. Please leave me alone The treatments have failed to work, it is now known And body continues to slowly decay My true colors have never shown. Everyone can tell by my tone That my illness cannot be kept at bay I just want to sleep, please leave me alone. There is a coldness slowly creeping to every single bone In the hearts of my family and friends, I hope to stay My true colors have never shown I know the end is near, I feel like a stone with no emotion, just laying in my bed all day. I just want to sleep, but please don’t leave me alone. My true colors have now shown.


Untitled, Photography

Diana Alviso

Tanika

Jaclyn Garcia and Diane Gomez

Running unicorns; They are so mysterious, They are magical. A glowing horn on their head Shines so bright for all to see.


Bunny!

Sara Ramon

I was never normal… At least by bunny standards. I couldn’t chew fast enough, hop high enough, nor was I ever scared of dogs. So my group couldn’t handle me, so I left and let me tell you, be careful what you wish for. I wished I was something more than a ball of fluff and suddenly Zenna was there. She was a super hero (so she told me) and wanted me as a sidekick because I was “pure-hearted’ and “cute!” You don’t call a boy cute. Of course, I didn’t believe her. Yet here I am-flying above the city with no life and lights with the wind in my ear fur. Zenna is by my side.


Victoria Rios

Untitled, Digital


Para Ti, Mi Linda Nina

Juan Barrera

Te escribo nuevamente meditabundo De algo que no siempre sucede, la aparición de un sentimiento tan profundo Porque el amor es un aliento de esperanza e ilusión, es un poema con la voz de una canción, Es el cielo, es el mar, es el día, es la noche, es la luz y ansiedad, el anhelo de amar en nuestro corazón, Recuerdo que cuando te conocí, nunca creí, en estar enamorado Recuerdos de mi vida, de algo que nunca había experimentado ¿Y que ha pasado últimamente? ¿Porque no sales de mi cabeza? Te lo juro que no me alcanzaría la letra, para describir tu gran belleza Por eso quisiera el valor para poder explicarme Lo que siento por ti, y así confesarme Que no podría hártarme de hablar de ti, y de tu persona Porque si no estás conmigo mi mente ya no razona Quiero decirte tantas cosas, que no sé cómo empezar Solo yo me acuerdo que te quiero de verdad Porque una chica como tú es tan difícil de encontrar, Fácil de querer, e imposible de olvidar Sabes que por ti me muero, solo te soy sincero, nunca te mentiría Eres tu mi gran amor, llenas mi vida de alegría Y quien diría que seriamos el uno para el otro Solo quiero de sepas que por ti me vuelvo loco Te dedico estos versos, te dedico esta canción Porque para ti es mi alma, mi vida, y mi corazón Eres la razón que cambio mi camino Para ti mi linda niña te regalo mi destino La rosa más hermosa que mis manos han palpado El nombre más lindo que en mis trazos he plasmado La boca más linda que mis labios han besado Y esa linda mirada que me tiene enamorado


Te la he escrito con amor, expresado en unas letras Pero son pocas las palabras para decirte que te amo Lo que siento por ti ni yo mismo me lo explico La chava mรกs linda que nunca haya visto Si te vas te de mi lado te lo juro que no existo

Pedro Fuentes

Untitled, Photography


For You, My Pretty Girl

Juan Barrera

I write again brooding One thing that always happens, the emergence of a feeling so deep Because love is a breath of hope and illusion, is a poem with the voice of a song, Is the sky is the sea, is the day, night, is light and anxiety, the longing for love in our hearts, I remember when I met you, I never believed in being in love Memories of my life, something I had never experienced What has happened lately? Why not leave my head? I swear that I reach the point, to describe your beauty Therefore I would like to explain the value I feel for you, and so confess I could not get sick of talking about you, and your person Because if you’re not with my mind it does not reason I tell you so much, I do not know how to begin Only I remember that I really love you Because a girl like you is so hard to find, Easy to love, and impossible to forget You know I’m dying for you, just honest, I never lie to you You are my great love, filled my life with joy And who would say we would be right for each other I just want you to know that I go crazy I dedicate these lines, I dedicate this song For you is my soul, my life, and my heart You’re the reason I change my ways For you my beautiful girl I give you my destiny The most beautiful rose that my hands have touched The most beautiful name that I have shaped my strokes The mouth prettier than my lips have kissed And that beautiful look that you love me


I have written you with love, expressed in lyrics But few words to tell you that I love you I feel for you and I’ll explain myself The prettiest girl I’ve ever seen If you leave I’m on my side I swear I do not exist

Arlene Garcia

The High Life of Music, Photography


Jade Rodriguez

Just Gotta Have Fun

Just gotta have fun. Sadness and forlornness is overdone. Cannot stand my wittiness? Cannot stand delight? Stop being dreary and see the light. Live each moment with a spark in your eyes And a smile that brightens the dark skies. Everyone is born with the gift of laughter, Take advantage of it hereafter. Be the optimistic director of life. Live life without burning strife. The journey to happiness may kindle the harvest Rather than being the harness. Just gotta have fun.

Jade Rodriguez

Fun, Photography


Victoria Rios

Untitled, Digital


My Question

Joel Perez

Jacob Anthony Ramos

You don’t see what I do when I look into your eyes You don’t hear what I do when I listen to your voice You’re more than I need and I hope you know it’s true At the end of every day all I want to see is you I’m going to need you forever and today And I can say this all with no shame So please don’t take my question the wrong way But baby do you feel the same

Untitled, Photography


Gallery

Megan Perales

Untitled, Photography


Karen Borrego

Beauty in the Common, Photography

Karen Duenas

Charles, Photography


Arlene Garcia

Untitled, Photography


Victoria Rios

Untitled, Digital


Megan Peralez

Untitled, Photography

Sara Ramon

Untitled, Photography


Alyssa Flores

Untitled, Photography


Karen Borrego

Past, Photography

Pedro Fuentes

Untitled, Photography


Megan Peralez

Untitled, Photography


Megan Peralez

Cowboy, Photography

Rebecca Hernandez

Untitled, Photography


THANK YOU! Ms. Kathy O’Rourke Mr. Ramiro Garcia Ms. Donna Martinez Ms. Elizabeth Bump Ms. Irene Rendon Ms. Rebecca Torres Ms. Priscilla Mota Ms. Christina Robinson Mr. Martin Dreiss Ms. Sylvia Moran

And members of the Southside High School Art Club

From top left: Orion Pierce, Victoria Vasquez, Rudy Cornejo Desmond Esquivel, Michael Medellin, Shelby Wander, Victoria Rios, Gabriel Valdez, Michelle Hernandez, Karen Duenas, Karen Borrego, Adam Sexton, Nicole Martinez, Toddalyn Beamish, Marcos Lopez, Oscar Villareal


Southside High School Administrative Organization 2011-2012 Mr. Roy Christian Principal

Mr. Phillip Sloop Assisstant Principal

Mr. Carveth Hall Assisstant Principal

Ms. Diana Centeno Assisstant Principal

Mr. Hector Esquivel

Academic Dean - 9th Grade Academy

Ms. Rosalinda Rojas

Assisstant Principal - 9th Grade Academy

Ms. Sylvia Moran CTE Specialist



SHS @ a Glance - Spring 2012