POETRY

Rain pelts heavy on my roofAnd though I was aloof to the vapor in the early day, it did riseLike an assault, the rain roared through my windows, making drum beats overheadI spend a moment afraidAs if the rain were a raidBut then I remember unlike raids, this rain brings ...

      Fourteen years from present day marks a monumental shift Upon which Arnold Schwarzenegger carved a neat and tidy rift Cutting with a statesman’s pen instead of Conan’s sword Kingship movies were past for him, as he was now the governor   Yes, indeed, the left coast elected ...

Words from Presidents Jefferson, FDR, JFK, LBJ, and H.W. Bush to Biden Friends, fellow-citizens, and Americans. The world has been growing worse. Sowed by seeds of hate  From indifference, ignorance, and arrogance.   It is an arena of turmoil, of poverty, of strife. Civilians ruthlessly murdered with bombs from the ...

Illustration | Patrick Ignasiak O Poet! my Poet! your life on earth is done, The tapping on drums, long since begun, Lets me sing a song of verses valiant and free, And helps me write this very inspired elegy; But O heart! heart! heart!   O you which many generations ...

I speak in harmonies words by Michael Elsaesserillustration by Maria Vidal Valdespino   I’m proud of the way I talk;Each word handcrafted by generations before me,Carved from great stone, and shaved of splint edges.Each flow stems from rhythm,Each tone, mother’s tongue.I am but one square in a quilt,Stretching far beyond the ...

17/09/23 – I killed a spider today. words by Anemone Van Leeuwenillustration by Raquel Lewin   It was smaller than the tip of a pen and I crushed it thinking I could move it out of my way. It died in my hands, at my hands, so small that it could have been ...

let me give you half bad poetry mildly therapeutically words by Marie Kinderman i can’t believei was one of thoseeye-batting freakstormscome hither boy aren’t i gorgeouswhen i can’t evenshow o$ my ittie bittiesbe a grown ass missieoh that was high schoollet me give youhalf bad poetrymildly therapeuticallyshow youi grew up ...

A Lover words by Klark Janowski They paint the forest trails / to resting places, crow’s feet / for loving eyes / and ripples of a smile / like wings off your lips. They drink you in / the soil for ribbons of a storm’s rain / and veins carrying light / to ...

Rabbit God words by Victoria Wai Kei Liillustration by Vincent Quach When I first clasped your hands, I told youabout the Rabbit God; now we are in this red hallof statues and incense pots. For too long,the gods spun red yarn under the moon, but notfor us—eclipsed smiles, symmetrical skin ...