a poem by Arthur Jackson V You wouldn’t know it unless you were one of us with an affinity for walking, but, cruising- that which has been reduced to a myth in San Francisco inContinue reading
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And This is How I Let Go
a poem by Jackie Colquitt Bloated sky has burped a powder blue Over the night prior; Thank God. The water was up to my chest Pressingpressingpressing Pancake ribs Maple blood; Can you tell I’m tryingContinue reading
Inferential
a poem by Pratik More Empty spaces between the lines of my papers areFilled by silence that grows like the jungle grassIt’s thick and dark shielding from the broken glassWhere I sit and sing the melancholyContinue reading
Where is the sunshine?
I can’t recall the sunshine… Is it Hiding behind the clouds? Or Is it Dancing in the storms of melancholy? For me It’s Shining on misfortune It’s Living in the streams of my tears It’s Continue reading
three forty one am
a poem by Zachary M Hodson she whistles out her nose each draft draws a dry line cross the nape of my neck my eyes might as well be sewn open the lcd flickers untilContinue reading
A WINTER KITCHEN
a poem by Derrek Faraday I’m very tired, running away To a New York street in the fray But fret as it’s cold Who could bear to sleep alone in households? Pay my debts off, I’mContinue reading
What is Real but the Promise
a poem by Craig McGeady What is real but the breath that fogs the morning air, What is real but the light that folds itself against our skin, What is real but the moment weContinue reading
pieces
a poem by Anita Smith Broken soul Shattered Into various pieces Jagged Can’t be placed together Again. The pieces represent broken memories Of his life They represent A dad that didn’t love him A mommaContinue reading
The Logorroic
a poem by Stefania Morgante The Logorroic eats your breakfasttakes over your carmakes you become later comerwhen you are punctual.The Logorroic bites your timekills your enthusiasm.The Logorroic makes appeara wrinkle on your face-in the eyes.TheContinue reading
Thrift Store Heart
a poem by Merwin Brown You have a thrift store heart It’s a little chipped It’s a little bruised It’s a little tarnished It’s a little used But it’s a heart nevertheless It can stillContinue reading
A SHADOW IN YOUR BEDROOM
a poem by Michelle Mangal A square of four walls and a bed contain so many memories I left a shadow of myself in your bedroom I will not keep looking at your bedroom windowContinue reading
Sacrifice
a poem by Briayvette In the depths of her ribcage there is thiscity abandoning heartsHaunted with memoriesIn the temptation of being cautioustreading lightlyI applaud youThere’s a courage thereThough meek and mild manneredIt lives within thatContinue reading
Paradox
a poem by Umar Siddiqui She tossed pebblesInto her reflectionOn the lakeSo the ripplesReflect how she sees herself He sits Playing rock, paper, scissors With his shadow As if each time will Lead to aContinue reading
I Try So Hard to Remove My Memories of You
a poem by Anita Smith I try so hard to remove my memories of youBut they are so deeply embeddedI don’t think I can get rid of themSo they become a part of meNever leavingContinue reading
Ra
a poem by J o n a t h a n Bright Jr. Kissed skin Flushed hues Shades of color Uniquely drawn On the canvas Called you Don’t forget to visit the GUA Shop:
#GenreCrushWednesday Ashley Green
This weeks Genre: Crush Wednesday is Ashley Green (@amoderncrone). This wednesday make sure to stop by here instagram and leave some love and likes. She is on team USA for the Poetry Battles poetry contest,Continue reading
False Prophets
a poem by Nakeysha Roberts Washington Proclamations of nothingness multisyllabic language gains you the applause you’re seeking But depth is as existent as were the emperors new gear Your mother should have named you fairyContinue reading
Ambivalence
a poem by Máh Lima You think I don’t notice how your actions speak. You say you love me but you still hide me. I am only yours when there’s no one around. You thinkContinue reading
She Got Off
a poem by Latoshia Jessup And I wish I could say riding that wave was similar to the way the sun hugs chilled skin. Unaware; because black bruises blacker and blue hues are not easilyContinue reading