In Greek my name means Free.

In Spanish it means just the right amount of letters.

It means humorous, it means crazy.

It's like the number five.

A rollercoaster red.

It is a vibrating seat of a turquoise adult sized infant car seat rollercoaster flying on a dark starry summer night when it goes round and round sounding like a roaring.

It was my stepsisters name and now it is mine.

She was not a dog too, born like me in the Chinese year of the dog- which is suppose to mean free man but I think it's a Chinese truth because like most Latinas are free.

At school they say my name with a bright warm smile, like

 if I were saying a joke every time.

But in Spanish my name makes a funny face, like a baby eating a lemon not quit as thick as my cousin's name -Nayeli- which is uglier than mine.

Nayeli who can at least come home and become Flaca.

But I am always Karla J

I would like to baptize myself under a new name, a name like the real me, the one nobody sees.

Karla as Destiny or Dammarys or Heidy the H.

Yes. Something like Heidy the H will do.

    In English my name means sheltered from a storm. In El Salvadorian it means the right amount of letters. It means calm, it means different. It is like the number 5. A cerulean frost color. It is the birds chirping every beautiful morning, like sounds of a halo's glow.

    It was my grandma & mother's middle name put together to create a name that is mine. They are both pig women too, not born like me in the Chinese year of the dog which is a Chinese truth because, like the Chinese, I am loyal.

    At school they say my name like a fantasy guardian sword defeating evil shooting out fire or ice.  At home my name is said like many tunnels; throughout them I fight battles to find the treasure chest. Not as demanding as my sister which is increasingly louder than mine. Kara who can make the effort to come home and become a happy Einstein, but I am always Leann.

    I would like to baptize myself under a new name, a name more like the real me, the one no one ever will sight. Leann as Lia, Shiny, or Evelyn. Yes. Something like Evelyn the E will do.

In Latin my name means glory.

In English it means just enough letters.

It means determine, it means stubborn.

It is like the number six.

A palatine blue color.

It is the murmuring of the electric beaters stuck in cookie dough in the mid-afternoon,

Pulsating with persistency.

It was from the Bible and now it's my name.

Others were dog woman too, born like me in the Chinese year of the dog-which is supposed to make you loyal-but I think it's a Chinese truth because the Chinese, like the Mexicans, are kind faithful and true.

 At school they say my name like the wind softly caressing a rose in the spring breeze.

But in Spanish my name is said like the wind hitting a car scarcely in the middle of a sandstorm. Not as supple as my sister's name -Sylvia- which is not as problematic as mine.

Sylvia who can come home and be silly.

But I am always Gloria.

I would not like to baptize my self under a new name, no other name is like the real me, the one everyone sees.

Gloria as Bertha or Ingrid or Olga the O.

Yes. Something like Gloria the G will do.

I see American conforming

I see America conforming, the routine lifestyles I see,

Those of children, each conforming as it should not be, scared and rejected,

The teenagers conforming theirs as they obey their orders or uniform,

The employee conforming his as he works on his schedule, the employer conforming as he commands,

The tedious conforming of the father, or the young wife at work, or of the girl following,

Conforming with obeying minds, their robotic thoughts conform.

Alicia jackson

In English my name means 'fit to be loved, loveable'

In Spanish it means the right amount of letters.

It means excitement, it means outgoing.

It is like the number 6.

A deep pink color.

It is the knee-board smacking the waves at Lake Havasu in the crisp summer morning, splashes of laughter.

It was my mom's favorite name and now it is mine.

Others were dog women too, born like me in the Chinese year the dog-which is supposed to make you loyal-and I think it is a Chinese truth because the Chinese, like the Mexicans, are kind, faithful, and true.

At school they say my name stressfully  like the last batter up, bases loaded,  bottom of the ninth with a score of 14 to 15 with all  eyes are on the hitter.But at home my name is said more securely  like the runner sliding into home base, tougher than my cousin's name-Devin-which is less lenient than mine.Devin who can come home and become Devin-weben. But I am always Amanda.

I would not like to baptize myself under a new name, no other name is like the real me, the one everyone sees.

Amanda's as Olga or Bertha or Helga the H.

Yes, something like Amanda the A will do.

                                -Amanda Garcia

In Greek my name means crown.

In English it means just enough letters.

It means power, it means respect.

It is like the number seven.

It is a bright vibrant neon orange.

It is the trigger releasing

It is my dad's name and now it's mine.

He is a rat man, not born in the year of the rooster like me, which means hard-working, definite about my decisions, and not afraid to speak my mind which is a Chinese truth because I tell it like it is.

At school they say my name joyfully like the echoing vibration of a steel string guitar.

At home my name means something annoying, like a nylon guitar screeching struggling to perform a heavy-metal tune, not quite as relaxed as my sister Sheridan which is more comfortable than mine.

                                                                                                            Sheridan who at least can come home and become Sher.

                                                                                            But I am always Stephen.

I would not like to baptize myself under a new name. My name is the real me, the way I really am, the one everyone sees me.

                                                                                            Stephen as Bob or Jason or David.
                                                                                    No something like Stephen the Great will do.

                                                                                                                                    - Stephen Williams