By: Gift Ono MAAMI I danced to the tunesof deathAnd in the chaos I madeone request Turn your eyes from mymotherGrant me the chance torepay her For she has endured allmy mistakesGrant me this chance to painta smile on her…
By: Taiwo Boluwatife HAVE YOU SEEN THE SUN’S SHADOW? Have you ever seen the sunRiding into its nest?Settling not to sleep,But prepare for the next day. Adjacent the settling sunIs a blinding flaming round furnaceFuming from the red devil sideAt…
By: Christopher Minjun Kim In the stillness of winter, when quiet descends gently,Within the walls, dusted with frost, a story takes shape.Each snowflake is different,yet they tell a different tale—a ballet in the cold. Under the snowy expanse of white,Time…
By Christian Ward Ornament At birth, mother placed me in a terrarium on the shelf.I learnt to get shadeunder the succulents,gather water from condensation,feed on whatever nutrients circulated like poems in the air.I sung out of boredom,watched the cork night rarely change.Rarely…
By: Jhandu Cheap chillies! How fresh their green gleams glow,Now from the womb, covered in seed;Unaware, a flashing blade approaches, heave ho! Off with our tails, oh the math, were we quartered in halves?Look all at our wounded little pieces,…
By: @stephenolaoke_ SWEET REST Sitting without a pen in hand,Memories, emotions, all coming to play,I feel my skin gently press against the sand,As before my eyes all things lay, Clear as the day,Spent in the night,Hidden among the melody stay,Carved…
By: Lindsay McLeod RED FLAGS The flowers in her hair dis-turbed the voices in my head and it wasn’t too long beforeI said, (as suave as all get out) ‘Let me slip into somethinga little more comfortable.’I slipped into my…
By: James Aitchison Forests rustle,we are amongthe living,listening to lightdrip from the moon.No shadowsdarken our world.No earthly struggleshold us back.We harvestour eternal minds,because everything isbalanced within us.
By: Alex Stolis Tales of Brave Ulysses; the Cyclops of Cancer Odyseus leaned on Athena’s soft shoulder, bright eyesaflame defying her father, the Fates; the lesser deitieson Olympus trembled. He knew the Gods could beunpredictable, drunk on power and truth…
By: Catherine Arra Adagio Or anunmoored 12-barblues, wounded sonataa busted-up nursery rhymeor the lost versespeechless stanzamirrored in minor keysfor mourning, for melancholy,maudlin afterone too manydirty martinis, noolive, loving white sand desertswanting beaches,the notes of mysingle solo played inallegro. No time…