Angola never floated
Cotton grows in rows
Chained Black feet pick it
TERSE VERSE | Angola, a poem by Killah Shark
Weekly Feature | Behind Closed Doors, a poem by Tom Barlow
Sixty-nine years, yet I’m still dumbstruck when I read about the buffoon and his clown cadre, there behind closed doors. …
Featured Serial {pt 1-3} | Farewell, Sequoia, a poem by CS DeWitt
PART 1:
Out of the darkness, a single point of light. Through the air it seems to blink, though the light itself is steady. Of course, at the moment it’s perceived this light could be ancient. The body, the source of this light, could be
Senate Acquits
There’s no question to it. This monster has been let free to roam. This tyrant is the mouldering beast slouching …
Drip-fed Division
Peace will never sell papers – “Read all about it!”, meditation makes the front page. Drip-fed division, consumed over …
Chaos Falls Upon Us
At the edge of every view line I see fire Chaos reigns free The black smoke that lingers Flows through …
Erasure the Occupant #12 | Scared and Spoken For, by A.H.
Original Text: The retaliatory Twitter thread from President Trump on the killing of Iranian general Soleimani … A.H. is a …
In the Morning, We Make a Plant-Based Protein Smoothie with Every Magnesium
Picture Credit & Poem by Kari A. Flickinger In the Morning, We Make a Plant-Based Protein Smoothie with Every Magnesium …
Speak as the Tree | Submissions Open
Trees witness our lives. This section is for work which speaks from a tree that lived through an era, witnessed …
BREAKING NEWS! From trees to streets
Bulletproof-vested men carry canes they use to smash into others in t-shirts & hands up in the so-called largest …
