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Bird Bones by Margaret Drzewiecki

[tabby title="Poem"] I’m full of last lines and titles and nothing in the middle, I’m tired of waiting — I sleep over covers so I don’t have to make the bed, if I already know the ending, how do I...

After The Fires, Give Us This Day- by Makhanda Senzangakhona

[tabby title="Poem"] After The Fires, Give Us This Day- In the orgasmic space Frenzied infernos raging Billowing smoke, flying mangled zinc Glowing embers, charred walls Wailing sirens and weeping women Left homeless, Now roaming amidst floating soot A mother rakes...

Are your soles not tired? by RC Thaka

[tabby title="Poem"] Are your soles not tired Of beating against asphalt, Pavements, gravel roads - Pounding against cement and Parliament doors With feet unfit to tread on its polished floors? Are your soles not tired Of bearing the load of...

Reflection by Keana Labra

[tabby title="Poem"] I constantly have to write my name on my things, as though it being in my possession is not enough. I run my fingers over the silhouette of you, but my eyes emerge and it’s a new day....

Buried Love by O.M

[tabby title="Poem"] How do you resurrect a lie and call it love? Your silence is the kind that shatters windows and disturbs the peace. It is all the things you should have said but never did. It is the core...