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She is a Prayer by Tshepi Makhatha

[tabby title="Poem"] She is the prayerthat clings to the tip of my tongue,with claws of iron,like a tongue piercing; the one I hold deep insidefor fear that if I were to say her nameout LOUD she might dissipateinto the atmospherelike...

Fathers leave by Solitude

[tabby title="Poem"] My father was not a rolling stoneHe just didn't know how to stayThere was no male figure to teach him how to be a fatherThere was only his father who never stayedHe never stayed to eat his wife's...

The Probability Of Beliefs by Karenhappuch

[tabby title="Poem"] There is a slight possibility we believed,and hopefully we believe still in a notionof the whole growth of embodiment,or better still the rosy nature of nature.& adiposity of oneself in annals,In this cimmerian time contorted with fawns.It turns...

Blaspheming Trees by Makhanda Senzangakhona

[tabby title="Poem"] Blaspheming Trees Skulking spiritsSulking geniesMarauding ghostsAnd ghouls too-Of Lynched bodiesSwaying in the windBooty for "headhunters"maiming, milking and bleedingWhen atrocity was hobbySeeding strange fruitsa 'la Christmas treesOf vampire appetitesA tacit treatFor human flesh :"This is my body..."A sacramentWashed down...

One Gulp of The West River by Lee Evans

[tabby title="Poem"] My father and his brothers built a blindOn stilts out in the river, and each yearRecovered it with pine boughs from the woodsSo as to trick the ducks and geese while they,The hunters, crouched within, their rowboat mooredThereto...