By: Jonathan Chibuike Ukah After Building My House After building my housewith my intestines and bloodsplashed over the walls and roof,the villagers complainthat their gods dwelling in cavesare becoming intimidated. The sudden rise of my windbreaker,sweat-encrusted tower of refugein the…
By: Brian Michael Barbeito You Are the Sun there was the super flower blood moon and the nocturnal rains like bad dreams. but you are the sun. there was the world, oh my god and word, how miserable and low,…
By: Alan Berger My memoriesThrew me my hatShowed me the doorThey said I was not needed there anymore They are rightI have to admit itI am only as good as my next minute The bad past along with the goodI…
By: Bruce Levine For Jane Forever heldA piece of my soulFloats through the universeSitting on your shoulderLasting ‘til the end of timeLike the waters of a springFlowing from here to eternityCounting the daysBy scores of millenniaIn everlasting love
By: Daniel Millard Shame – bodyPain – bodyOut – of – bodyNo – bodySome – body Breath of lifeIn – spirit – ationNot of this nationNot of this worldNot a little boyNor a little girl Alien crossing over & overMeat…
By: Delaney D. Ding The itch, a fiendish dance, a battle’s cue,I yearn relief, evading its pursuit.A tormentor relentless, peace it steals,Magnifying pain with a thousand tiny feels. Oh, tranquil reprieve, I plead and yearn,Escaping this eternal itch’s burn.Yet in…
By: Karen O’Leary She stares out the window,trying to compose herselfand not let the tears spill.The waiter says the twowines were preorderedearlier by her husbandto celebrate their firstwedding anniversary.Her surprise is the flowers,designed to capture thosein her wedding bouquet.He invited…
By: Paweł Markiewicz The springtime wakes upin may glory and dreamsin May-tender homeland O! Dreamy moony springimmortalize the enchantmentof the Naiad forever! the pensiveness of a feather from crowsyou are black such a muse-like falchionthinker with many oboliI listen to…
By: Brian Michael Barbeito There was an ugly man beside me. I am heavily trained and practiced in anti-oppression frameworks. I was perhaps the star social service worker of my Provence, perhaps beyond. There is that, yes, but there is…
By: J.K. Durick Even though most of the restrictionsHave been lifted I still carry their cardIn my wallet, buried in there with allThe rest, my driver’s license, insuranceCards and credit cards. It’s my “RecordCard” for Covid 19 vaccinations. FirstOn the…