Growing up Poor A poem by Gary Grossman Growing up Pooris like Herpes simplex—never cured, won’t leave,always texting to hang.It just lays there silently,until life chews me upand spits me out, like myfirst bite of cheap steak—then,and only then, it... Continue Reading →
Dear Confidence, A poem by Lucia Cherciu Dear Confidence,friendship is like giving away twelve bulbs of tulipsand receiving a meadow of flowers all your liferight in front of your window, so when you wake upsummer welcomes you with open arms,... Continue Reading →
Poetry Tree A poem by Robin Gabbert Poetry TreeWhen I was 15, the girl with glasses,not thin, head always in a book,my favorite haunt was a large old oak,deep in my small southern woods—a secret spot for seclusion. After school,I’d... Continue Reading →
My Brownskin A poem by Divine Time My Brownskin boys always claim how they love black girls & that they “don’t discriminate” when there’s girls out there trynna imitate yet no matter how many times i’ve tried to be your ride or dieit... Continue Reading →
At the Market A poem by Karen Poppy At the Market I rely on the good folksIn my community here,Part of my air:Women in purple dresses,Men in purple dresses.People playing guitar.Darshano with his curly hair,Accent Italiano.(He drinks an espressoAnd later... Continue Reading →
One of These Days Too A poem by Tim Suermondt One of These Days Too for LeeThere is a mathematical bentto the world, a precisiondespite the chaos, quite strangebut we poets encompass multitudes,well… we do the best we can.As I rummage... Continue Reading →
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