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I Seek Truth by Liya Bona

I seek truth. She escapes me. I seek spaces To live my truth. I am Surrounded Imprisoned In boxes too small For my soul. My words Squeeze and scramble Through dark cracks To emerge as perverted Half-truths Used as crutches...

Tapestries by Maikutlo

Tapestries of illusion down my foot path the further I go I'm finding it hard to breathe finding it hard to see as I'm embracing and tracing my footsteps in the darkness, harnessed my beggars and daggers down my footpath...

Day 1 by Rick Thomas

My Eyes burn as if never used before, everything white. White light! What place is this? That my pupils' virgin too. Q's with no A's Different but not phased. Different but not staged. Familiar face, familiar eyes, familiar stance! Familiar...

Beyoncé’s Got Nothing On You, Honey by Nyakale Mokgosi

restless soul, living on a jagged edge well-sculptured cleavage an artistic inspiration unimaginable distress, worn like a badge missing your stylish, provocative presence, a damnation beyoncé's got nothing on u honey even in her wildest, wettest fantasies u sell the...

Untitled #11 by zamantungwa

I went back to the past To when woman walked flat-shoed last I shot, killed, maimed, murdered the man I came back to the present No woman had to wear heels.