Anticipating… by Hafsa Mumtaz

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] my pen tiptoes and pirouettes** Like bony streaksof neglect on your lips childhood weaves memory of me lickingmy lips - a perforated curve of blood disappears ** Like time's strokes ofundulation on your mural face blood sprays...

Wild Birds in Captivity by Sarah Shahzad

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] Those birds that roamed free, Endless flights filled with glee, They glide over the trees, Flying side to side with the breeze, Above the deserts, they can reach, Following the wind that they preach, Finding the oasis...

A Plate of Summer by Hafsa Mumtaz

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] mom's jaspé hands speckled with flourthe sunset-beige of a roti in the skilletis the negative eclipse of familial loveasterism of fatigue on her forehead cascadesdown her templesvermillion flames on the stove are the fingersof summer bequeathing warmthripening...

Not Every Woman is Pretty by Syeda Alina Zahra

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] I admire beauty, I adore how some girls are so beautiful and softWhenever I shake hands with a woman or hug a friend of mine,I never forget to tell them how beautiful it felt,How their soft hands...

December 25th – Birth of Pakistan’s Charisma by Hafsa Mumtaz

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] they say why do you always complainabout the evil that is woven through usis there no good that prevails in our soulsis there nothing to appreciate or applaudits easy to complain than to fixi know it and...