World on fire
The smoke,It’s billowing above me.My world on fire.The heat singing my soul;Choking the tears I cry.The flames consume and destroy,Leaving …
Seasons & City Lights
I’d like to see the city lights shining in your almond eyes on one balmy summer night – I’d love to see what …
Green
What is the colour green if not described as the luscious leafy trees dotting the earth like sprinkles on a …
A momento mori
Sometimes I imagine my mother is sitting at the end of my bed. Her back is slightly curved and her sparrow frame cradles itself around …
In the Sky
Loving you is having My head to the sky And making shapes in the Clouds that come floating by. And still, with feet placed …
Turn Left at the Roses
The ruby-throated hummingbird can fly For twenty-hour trips without a rest by Doubling their fat with bonbons with larks, And we can’t seem …
July seventeenth
The rain came and all I felt for dayswas this haze. The diminishing of my backbone,broken wings in the sink, …
Poetry: Bloom Again
Words by Kate Newman Feature image by Jasmine Edwards I often tell myself that I am growingas all flowers doand when the …
Poetry: Small Town Kids
Words and images by Stephanie Montatore We live in a town whereThe world can’t touch us.So, maybe we were madeTo live life …
Metamorphosis
Words by Ezra Théodore Tillett This piece was originally published in Edition 32 of Verse. View the original piece via ISSUU. …
Something about the rain…
there’s something about the rain… it’s indiscriminate fall, the way it tickles parched earth with its dewy moisture, satiating thirsty …
Poetry: The drunk house call
Dog barked and I swore sat the bottle down answered the door. I smiled because I was supposed to but …
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