By : Amirah Al Wassif I remember! Yes, I remember this letter When my tears decided to escape Out of me, I felt that is better My soul took over my shape I heard him laughing at me and clearly…
By: Paweł Markiewicz 16 Man: rice Buddhist fields all the treasures of the world I’ll give you a wolf if you tell me what has so far delighted You? the most marvelous eternal poetry of a cracking philanderer she-wolf or I…
By: Cynthia Pitman Amalgamated Memories Imagine yourself seated on the ground, surrounded by baskets, each basket cradling a jumble of disparate items (a feather, a knife, a memory), items confined yet uncollected. Within each basket is one red marble, bright…
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,…