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Her Face

By: Emmanuel G G Yamba The charm that holds meA spell cast upon my beingA beautiful face unleashEntices me to staringI’m bewitched and clench Like the rainbow in the skyThe face drape my lifeThe only tree in EdenThat feed me…

Women’s Poems

By: Kathleen Bryson So weary of poemsabout oysters and eggsand bone, and pearls,with delicate allusions tomemento mori and organzawith Victorian references and forced rhymeswith frail loose endingsto stanzasSo tired of wordsused in poemslike coiled and sweetand violet and dryso bored…

Proserpina, 8 A.M.

By: Leda Glass I hold my toothpaste in my mouthAnd let it burn new holes. A pathetic attemptAt cleanliness,Maybe far too close to godlinessFor somebody like me— My inner cheek flesh,That suede bitten blanket,May have been twice rebornAnd a half,…

Un-Cry Me

By: Joe Barca your poemgently broke meall the tearspent up inside stalagmitesand stalactitesin the caveof my unconscious your wordsa shock of sparrowsrelentlessecho through me the ghosts of lossthat haunt usa fatherand a daughter the riverand the water

‘Lost Drunk Desires’ and other poems

By: George Gad Economou Lost Drunk Desires visiting whorehouses without caring to get action, toobroke to afford special services, yet wishing to breathe in the rough atmosphere,yearning to taste again the essence of joints Ionce frequented more than home—I felt…

Live Music Feeds The Soul

By, Karen Lee Stradford It’s been a long day.I can use a distraction.My sister Lynn invited me to anoutdoor concert,guaranteed to make me forget my troublesand lose myself in the music. With no questions asked, I prepare for the greatest…

‘History of a night’ and other poems

By: Emmanuel G G Yamba History of a night maybe this is why the scripture saysweeping may endure at nightbecause the sun smileis engulf within the cloud& the moon looses it’s tasteon the lip of the sky all through the…

Homeless

By, Karen Lee Stradford Open your heart.Show kindness and let someone in-that person who has nothing to eatand nowhere to sleep.Shelter is their necessity. It’s hard to imagine a world wherepeople struggle to survivein a prosperous land.There must be a…

My baby’s new womb

By: Dwit David Philip I conceived and carried you for nine months,I delivered you the day you are born,I had sleepless night when you are in womb,It was always good, when kicking and beating my pregnant womb Today you are…