Category: Poetry

  • Too Scared To Die Young by Lamont’e Lewis

    It wasn’t my choice to be born in this world to just die you know?  I cannot tell if death can come from the left or the right, but I always remain moving forward.  Moving forward while my shadow moves backward.  It’s not hard for me to cross the street looking both ways while my…

  • Homeland by Kowthar Shire

    This is my homeland.The soil from which I blossomed.My roots tangled together as I grew,wrapping around the thin bark of an acacia tree. I remember running through the long grass.feeling the soft bed of dirt under my feet,feeling the wind whisper in our hair. I remember the riverthat watched me wax like slivers of the…

  • Mother Earth Father Sky

    by Isabel Lopez Hear my heartbeat. When it runs out of time it will never run out of life. It will be present through eons of pulses. No social construct or colonized existences will ever take away the humanity that still beats through the airwaves of Father sky and the roots of Mother Earth.  These entities do not exist…

  • calloused bodies/soft souls

    calloused bodies/soft souls

    Poet: Esme Crillion Miners in a cavecovered in soot, and tearsthat staled upondad’s first lessonabout manhood,are akin to the liverthat takes a beating,which is like the loverthat couldn’t hurt a fly. A ravine run dryof water and gold,requires a manto sift with patience.These cherokee drumsand the sapfrom this old maple,which is just as thin as…

  • It hailed in May

    Poem by: Bella I’m in pain But I’m doin just fine Cuz I’m outside In a shirt No boots No coat No snow Straight dirt I’m cool But I ain’t cold Cuz the spring wind blows With the whisper of summer’s warmth I’m feeling the loving breeze Sipping on some ginger tea Mother Earth grounding…

  • Intimately

    Poet: Maryan Yusuf See I know death intimately. Sometimes she arrives unannounced Catches me off guard. But she’s usually kinder then.Doesn’t ask for much.Only for a place to lay her head.She tries to stay out of your way, but it’s hard not to meet her in your studio flat. It’s when she leaves you a…

  • Our Mothers

    Poem by Khadijo Abdi Do you ever wonder about the mother of Moses?  I do. I think about what was going on in her head  and what was happening in her hometown  for her to find the river Nile safer for her infant than her own loving arms.  Same thing, I am guessing, going through…

  • Sunrise in the winter

    Poetry Sunrise in the winter by Bella Sunrise in the winter feel bitter A cold that seeps into my bones Spine start to shiver I long to walk and sing along the flowing river But there’s places frozen over, dormant just beneath the surface  There’s lessons in the water,I know I am the daughter The moon is my mother And the…

  • I am light as a feather and free as forever

    Poet: Fazayah Augusta  I am light as a feather and free as forever I am the thread that holds you to the ground.  Grounded in reasoning but high as I want to be, high as I need to see. See, it’s above me now  And we not backing down  Our glow too bright for you …

  • a.m. autumn reflections 

    a.m autumn reflections by sabr. the crisp autumn wind welcomes winter  within the comfort of cocoa and cinnamon,  there lie the lessons.  people come and go  seasons change, we must let em go.  there is no life without death  there is no yin without yang  we must always maintain the balance.  shed our leaves, conserve…