By: Lauren White Rambunctious I’m feeling rambunctious Yearning for reprieve from this restive existence In a transient state I watch my muscles twitch, twiddle, troll the air Looking for something to grasp So that I don’t have to remember Reimburse…
By: Mona Mustafa You don’t want commitment I am not a prepaid affair Lets try this out first you say There is a no refund on me Lets get some things straight If you’re a cheating player I won’t be your…
By: JD DeHart The Fate of Our Forest Home No more battery to combat the incessant growth of nature, encroaching on the old home. At one time, little bare feet would have patted out the upstart grass shoots, dun earth…
By: Gavin Mndawe 1. Beautiful Funeral Atoms roam round a tomb stone It takes more than a fool to know That funerals are for fools alone It is said that he’s dead What an illusion though I don’t consider it the…
By Amirah Al Wassif I love you despite everyone nose! despite the traffic jam despite the audience blame and the chatter of my toes I love you and I mean what I say a confession of love does not accept…
By Amirah Al Wassif far as the sky close as a wish we all those sailors who never caught their fish far as the sky close as a wish we think of the only question though our poor or our…
By: Christian My mind is aimless like a wandering arrow hurtled from an inexpert bow Or like an open fuse with no outlet to fulfill it, Hissing sparks indignantly against whatever stands ahead. My brain, despair besieging it, writhes in agony,…
By: James Aitchison “The sanctity of the first uncorrected draft.” This, Jack Kerouac taught Allen Ginsberg. Well: weren’t they both daft? Not for Jack the careful fix, No, he wouldn’t need it; No moving finger canc’ling half a line; He’d…
By: Milton P. Ehrlich Ever since we parted, my throat is parched for your chocolate-covered cherry eyes that see what no one else can see—your mouth, the taste of a sea of mahogany mousse, and your belly button a bright red…
By: Ellie Kelazil Betrayal I don’t remember who I am when my closest friends tell me they would leave me (because blood is thicker than water) and I find all my accusing fingers falling short of their target and pointed…