No More Birthday Blues by Keelan LaForge

[tabby title="Poem"] The birthday blues blew in today,Nine days 'til thirty-five comes my way.This year I won't blow out candles alone,I have a little family dome, a home. New candles shouldn't be sad at all,Another year we stood like lights,...

The Morning is Sacred by Mishka Hajee

[tabby title="Poem"] In the cold, still morning air,a silent call awakens mewhen the world is asleepand I am alone with You. In a few hours, I will be plaguedby the routine and monotonyOf daily life -Emails, domestic chores, family duties....

Must Be Nice by Alan Ogilby

[tabby title="Poem"] Screeching, air piercing wail,Dawns a new day,What is it now it, a loud noise, a strange feeling or nothing at all?An answer for that like searching for stardustMake do, sooth, sob inside, be happy If I had him...

POET MUSE: Raven Aflakete (1965-2019)

(poet, writer, performer, filmmaker) “He has returned to places he’s never left, expecting to find himself there, though he never is. The boy is gone.” - Raven Aflakete Raven Aflakete was multi-disciplinary artist-poet, writer, performer, filmmaker and arts educator. Originally...