by Zakua Collins a loud neighborhood where people spill vomit in the form of loud music right in front of my building Not so sick of a breeze blanketed by …
Category: Poetry
Silent Writ
by Bushra Naqi The shifting seas write an unspoken code Somewhere in tiers of waves In the depth of saline waters Pledging motion through eternity. A finely tuned orchestra of …
Three Poems
by Skyler Sugar Osaka City In a building in Osaka City a car highway drives through the floor highway from floor five to seven nine a.m. to eight p.m. every …
Twin Bed
by Ken Castillo My Twin bed isn’t mine to keep, But it supplies safety, therefore I can rest assured. This Twin bed comes with an abundance of Connectivity and support, …
The Weight of Words
by Bushra Naqi The weightage of words, not the vocabulary Is the food for ardor and import. They fly long distance like an arrow from its scabbard, Feathery festive like …
Little Flower
by Steven Matias Little flower, you must know; Though you are small, you will grow. The sun will shine and hide its light. Hard times will come, but pain subsides. …