[tabby title="Poem"] She was dark when I first moved in,Built only to shelterMe, myself, and I. Every night I lay my headUpon that bed-like frame,And every dawnMy dreams are absorbedBy her silent walls. Every burden I carryIs buried within her.If...

[tabby title="Poem"] My people are trapped.Not in chains, not in cells—But in flashing lights and spinning wheels,In odds and hope that never heal. They say, "One more bet, just maybe,"Trying to turn crumbs into a feast.But no one tells them—These...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] With tears flowing fluently like the Xithuve riverI write this to you my son, to let you knowThat things are never what they seem.Even those who call themselves are not saintsNor are doctors who will smile at...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] The poem I losthad sweet linesthat captured our memoriesSweet linesthat held our criesThat night I knewwhat love wasand I wrote it there.But it was laid to restOnly to arouse faint linesWhen days are darkI wrote thereuntil death...

Poetry Potion is proud to reveal the cover for our latest Poetry Potion Print Quarterly. The Poetry Potion Print Quarterly 11 cover illustration is designed by the talented Megan Ross and this edition is themed love & Compassion. The 25...