[tabby title="Poet Bio"] On the last Sunday of 2019,we are singing "ring out the old, ring in the new"to summon the Truth and to banish falsehood. On the last Sunday of 2019,we are looking back to seethat the stories –...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] It was foretold, millennia ago,that when the moon finally eclipsed the sun,taken its rightful place as number oneamong the stars, we, too, like the Earth's sky,would give rise to only one son. Then, from our shared rib,...

[tabby title=Poem"] Strangest of feelings, weirdest of dreams all visit me in the darkAt night when I’m alone with my thoughts, they wander to my darkest fear to the happiest moments to the saddest of times.My thoughts trick me.In the...

[tabby title= "Poem"] your eyes carry injured dreams.a weep of dead waterfall unable to grow things you and your mother have hoped for.her conversations with god about you dissolve in your eyes when she looks at you.everything dies in your...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] 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...