Seeds

Artist Statement

​Although my writing mainly consists of abstract, non-linear storytelling, the works I chose to submit were more grounded than usual. These works were primarily inspired by the current political climate in our nation, which prompted me to start looking into the history of exploitation in the Western hemisphere. There are still many people who are unable to speak their perspective and eventually have their story swallowed by other, more favored narratives of the colonial past. Through these short stories, I tried to focus on the internal struggles amidst the external. Everything that has the potential to affect the world, will have many different effects on different people. The more we look at things from a purely broad perspective, the more of these effects will be overlooked.

Christian Barragan

Christian Barragan is a junior at California State University Northridge. He is pursuing a degree in Cinema and Television Arts under the option of Screenwriting, with a minor in Creative Writing. His goal is to become either a novelist or a screenwriter in the future. 

Now look upon the seeds that lie so low,

The work of every man comes to an end,

Should one not come to reap what they will sow?

The grey land parts against the casted hoe,

For reputation lies in land to tend,

Now look upon the seeds that lie so low.

Farmers, to till each hill and live like so

Some choices made and choices to defend,

Should one not come to reap what they will sow?

Farmers leaving the seeds for wind to blow,

Or having accusations to amend

Now look upon the seeds that lie so low.

The land is yours as are the seeds you know,

The greater balance you need not offend,

Should one not come to reap what they will sow?

Take heed, for failed seeds are still kept in stow

By your hand planted, have yet to transcend

Now look upon the seeds that lie so low,
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Should one not come to reap what they will sow?