My Angst by Reitumetse Johnson

My angst, bellowing of my heart, starry thoughts, music in my feet, lovers kiss, and limber thigh ready for breach on a moon-full Friday I do not know why But thank God is Friday

Stunned and silent by Esther van der Vyver

Stunned and silent The week flows by and over me And children and rain engulf me. But Friday holds out its yellow light A slight eddy, a slight lull And saves me with its warmth.

T.G.I.F. by Carol Ronaldson

The city sighs. She spits out the bitter taste of the week, road rage people rage soul rage regurgitates the bad breath of, Kamikaze taxis snooty SUV’s Blik Met Wiele, and Putco buses someone thought cheerful to paint orange, but...