By lilith connor The sun loved me first,Loved me with it ́s golden armsWrapped around my flesh.Holding me closeSo I wouldn't disappear.The moon loved me second,The swollen fruit of my bodyWas warmed on cool winter nights.I have a mother that loves meLoves me like the sky and moon itself.She tried to buy me the sun.My … Continue reading Mother
The Last Day I Saw Mother
By Chinelo Synclaire The journey home felt insufferably long. I sat by the window inside the bus examining the landscape and the buildings, trying hard to suppress my anger each time the driver stopped to pick a new passenger. My school bag sat huddled between my legs and inside it was the A4 paper that … Continue reading The Last Day I Saw Mother
Little bird, flying high
By Tim Law Little bird, flying high I see you above me and wonder why? Why is it that you don’t go above? To the place beyond the clouds, filled with people we love Little bird, I pray you do Fly down to me, hear my message for you The words which I need desperately … Continue reading Little bird, flying high
For Mami
By Kaitlyn Byer moth·er noun a woman in relation to her child or children. verb bring up (a child) with care and affection. For Mami: I always loved your light bronze skin with hints of olive. I remembered it being soft as snow, as if the concept of aging simply never applied to you. Your … Continue reading For Mami
The Unjoy of Cooking
By Ashton Cynthia Clarke I don’t remember why Daddy suddenly told me to fix dinner. Making our beds and polishing the wood veneer furniture with Pledge were the only household chores assigned to me and my little brother. Preparing food was strictly Mommy’s job. But where she was, I don’t remember. There was a period … Continue reading The Unjoy of Cooking
Wait and Other Poems
By Zhihua Wang Wait Arrive early to check in, wait for the nurse to call your name, wait for the doctor to come into the room. I brought a book, but never bothered to open. Mind strains like an alarm is to ring, a sentence to be announced. Wait to take the test, wait for … Continue reading Wait and Other Poems
Dawn-delion
By Susan Cleveland At daybreak, Momma flower gently rubbed the part of her midsection where her baby was beginning to grow. It wasn't a full bud yet: more like a small green nub. "Here comes the dawn, little one. I think that's a good name for you: a dandelion named Dawn. You'll be my Dawn-delion. … Continue reading Dawn-delion
To Have and To Hold
By Brian Peter Fagan The Restoration Room was on the 20th floor of the Mason Building in midtown Manhattan. There was a long waiting list to get into the Restoration Room and the service was very expensive, so it took me a long time to put the fee together and then another six months of … Continue reading To Have and To Hold
First Comes the Baby
By Christopher Major If Chari let his birth certificate tell it his fate had been printed in black ink on a document destined for obscurity. Name: Chari Richardson. Race: Black. Mother: Angela Richardson. Mother’s Age: Twenty. Mother’s Race: Black. Mothers Occupation: Student. Farther: Blank Space. Let the coroner tell it Death had been banged into … Continue reading First Comes the Baby
The Courage My Mother Had
By Wegolonyo Erick The courage that my mother had Went with her and is with her still: Licac* raced from the battlefield; But my mother endowed me with her brawn. The rancid kitenge¤ my mother wore She left behind for me to wear; I have nothing to treasure more: Yet, 'tis something I could spare. … Continue reading The Courage My Mother Had
Academy of the Heart And Mind 