These eight books for young adults are written in a unique style — as poetry. Check them out!
by David Elliott
This retelling of the myth of Theseus and the Minotaur is rowdy and laugh-out-loud funny!
“Minos thought he could
Pull a fast one
God of the Sea!”
by Joy McCullough
In 17th-century Rome, a talented young painter strives to make her work known while also being brave enough to tell the world the truth about her sexual abuse.
“He will not consume
my every thought.
I am a painter.
I will paint.”
by Kwame Alexander
Blade, the son of a washed-up rock star, would give anything to live a normal life with a loving father. The only thing Blade and his father have in common is the music that lives inside of them.
“The heart is a small
and lonesome place
she is a country I no longer live in.”
by Pamela L. Laskin
In this Romeo and Juliet retelling, Ronit, an Israeli girl, and Jamil, a Palestinian boy, fall in love. Generations of civil conflict works to keep them apart when all they want is to be together.
“I have wings on the back of my shoulders,
and I’m ready to fly.”
by Sarah Crossan
With little money or support, Joe Moon travels to Texas to help the older brother he barely knows through his last few weeks before being executed for murder.
“They think I hurt someone.
But I didn’t. You hear?
Coz people are gonna be telling you
all kinds of lies.
I need you to know the truth.”
by Jason Reynolds
As Will, 15, sets out to avenge his brother Shawn’s fatal shooting, seven ghosts who knew Shawn board the elevator and reveal truths Will needs to know.
“ANOTHER THING ABOUT THE RULES
They weren’t meant to be broken.
They were meant for the broken
by Sonya Sones
Molly Rosenberg reluctantly volunteers to participate in Santa Monica’s annual homeless count, where she meets Red, a spirited homeless girl. Molly makes it her mission to reunite Red with her family in time for Christmas.
“But real life isn’t
a fairy tale.
Real life is a hot mess.”
by Elizabeth Acevedo
A young girl in Harlem discovers slam poetry as a way to understand her mother’s religion and her own relationship to the world.
Is Mami’s favorite way to start a sentence
and I know I’ve already done something wrong
when she hits me with: ‘Look, girl. . . .'”