By: Alexandra Călinescu Do you like crying? Do you enjoy that feeling you get after you cry? when your face is all so…wept and wet yet, somehow… pictorial… and your eyes dry up and you get the feeling that although…
By: James Aitchison (after a visit to the Grampians, Australia) I came to unbreakable rock,Older than any on earth;Rock that could never be quarried,Rock that had gazed upon countryBefore any woman gave birth. Beside this unbreakable rock,My life is not…
By: Cheryl Snell Fuzzy Today you must choose your pronouns. It should be a simple task but you are complex. Full of partial truths, once you were a stickler for grammar. Remember the “Surrender Dorothy” graffiti painted across the Beltway…
By: Sweetest Summer yes a big fat yes to everythinga jolly yes to all of itwide open armsat the ready to embrace you allevery problemevery irritationeverything that should be differentblessing them one by one by oneas they march through the…
By Aishwariya Laxmi I thought I’d loved you foreverBut I realize it was never meant to be‘Coz you gave me sleepless nightsAnd acted in a way that hurt meIf you had meant wellYou wouldn’t have acted so selfishlyLeft me hangingAnd…
By: Akintoye Akinsola The mesmeric colour of nature woke me up in the wee hours of morningSniffing its sweet odourI hold its face in delightThis magical feeling is that of ecstasyAs I lean on nature, its eloquent charm arrests my…
By: Angela Moore Helping by Healing I want to be better…than the person I’ve become.To shed this plastic shelland burn it in the flames of my truth.To saturate my soul with prideand humility.…to help this worldby healing myself.### You Are…
By: Taiwo Oluseye Odesanya Mourning a dead lover To love is to reply to a text- smiling like an idiot,To be a comedian and a painter;Cracking jokes and painting smiles,To watch her from afar andWhisper prayers under your breath,Love is…
By: Debendra Lal The Revolt I slashed the tonguethe two eyes started revolting.I scooped the two eyes outthe two hands started revolting.I cut off the two handsthe two legs started revolting.Then I disfigured the two legsthe head with no eyesand…
By: Bill Griffin Save Three yellowjackets have gatheredto worship a dead mouse.They are jealous of their god –if you nudge the mouse with a stickthey will sting you. We all fly to that which we hopewill save us. What if…