Former contributor Danae Younge's poetry chapbook, Melanin Sun (–) Blind Spots, was given the Florence Kahn Memorial Award by the National Federation of State Poetry Societies and will be published as a print book on July 1st! NFSPS is a conglomerate of the state poetry societies involved in the institution of Poet Laureate, and they host what are considered … Continue reading Danae Younge’s Chapbook “Melanin Sun (–) Blind Spots” Awarded the Florence Kahn Memorial Award
My Brother’s Books
By Mary Kathleen Felice my brother’s books are old with dusty jackets and torn covers yellow edged and sepia toned pages many dangling from broken spines as are we worn and aged through time as was he until his passing on the most recent of Mothers’ Days the heavenly reunion of which I’m sure brought … Continue reading My Brother’s Books
For Stephanie
By Lamont A. Turner My darling Stephanie, you were so young And possessed with a grace unmatched in all The poet’s lore and songs of love once sung By kind Euterpe who would enthrall The lost and lonely in unending nights Of tempestuous, impassioned delights. I belonged to you from the moment you Kissed my … Continue reading For Stephanie
Carnival 2020 and Other Poems
By Fabrice Poussin Carnival 2020 Mardi-Gras in April extending those days of glee when revelers saunter the avenues seeking another merry melody. Yet they lack the luster of old hiding in shame behind blue fabric they wish they might breathe inhale forgiveness in the shadows. Stumbling in fear of the unseen they stare at their … Continue reading Carnival 2020 and Other Poems
Dante’s Circles
By Marc Carver It scares me how much life goes around and around in a circle. You live it once then years later the exact same thing happens again. And you react to it in exactly the same way. It is almost as if you are powerless against yourself. Who you are never goes away. … Continue reading Dante’s Circles
showdown and tabula rasa
By RC deWinter showdown lucky in card unlucky in love so old cardsharks say the inverse isn't true i play the hands i'm dealt eights and aces at the table and in love so ante up you brash bold gamblers i'll raise you every time i’m the great dissembler prepare to lose your shirts my … Continue reading showdown and tabula rasa
The Forgotten People and In Solidarity With You
By Denis O'Sullivan The Forgotten People As women and children flee from war and violence as quickly as they can and just can't take anymore of it which is caused by man Why should they suffer from this conflict leaving father's and sons behind so that they can fight for their country and might never … Continue reading The Forgotten People and In Solidarity With You
Half Sleep
By Mohsina Dadu Not many stars and drooped sky Frozen plants and mosquitoes cry. Heartbeat runs with whining dogs, Silence is piercing with crinkling knob Thoughts in veins as blood flows. Me, wrapped with thoughts Lying layered with emptiness Rolling eyes, chatting mind And ears ringing for some forlorn Dancing ceiling, claiming to fall No … Continue reading Half Sleep
As the Door Opens
By Samantha Kennedy Thump, thump, thump, Sadie heard someone walking up the front steps. “Who could it be?” she thought. Suddenly she felt very scared. She always worried that someone would break into her house. She ran over to the bedroom and hid behind the door. She could feel her legs shaking. “It’s all in … Continue reading As the Door Opens
Road Closed Ahead
By Divya Manikandan “I’ve never seen them shut like this,” Meena said, bending her head away from the scorching Indian sun. Her forehead burrowed into a frown as she twisted her sandals into the gravel. A small pebble entered her chappal and she pressed down on it. “I didn’t even know they could close,” Sid … Continue reading Road Closed Ahead
