Poetry

Honouring our past and ensuring our future The recent onslaught of genocide in Gaza stemming from the events of October 7, 2023 came as a shock to many. Unlike previous ethnic cleansing attempts, such as Israel’s 2014 attacks on Gaza or the Sabra and Shatila massacres of the Lebanese Civil War, Palestinians now have social […]

What do you do when the world is in flames?Do you sit there and cry or do you run for your life?When the winds pick upNot from Mother Nature herselfBut the planes that circle above your head,Planning your death as you sleep in your bed. What do you do when your brother’s been killed?Do you

Content Warning: Violence + Warfare click, ma’s cooking up a storm today. you can feel it: the rumble of the pots, the pans. her lightning-hands, quick as she slices, she simmers, she sizzles. she adds a dash of cumin, a lump of ginger. some cardamom. some more star anise. afterwards, she’ll plunge a hunk of

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 lifeI wonder what flowers will

      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 a right-wing Austrian Ousting a

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 air. Deprived of happiness, of

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 expand       Help

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 horizonAnd stitched through long-lost hometowns.My

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 a speck of dust. I wondered

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 better thanchapped lips picked skinpining