Melanin Mama’s by Lourd.knows She with skin the color of loveHer, the one who’s been chosen by the sunLips of plumWarrior tongueWith a complexion that tells a story of where we all came fromWoman of fireBecause She can take and create the heatBrown babyThankful to a lady that wouldn’t give up her seatYes, Rosa parks… Read More Melanin Mama’s

I Want to be the Sun by Berly a red rose drops its petalsa yellow birch loses its leavesa baby bird leaves the only home it knows—the sun still rises I spend the day under white cotton sheetsI let the shadows stay in my roomI decorate my vanity with decayed petals—the sun still rose can… Read More I Want to be the Sun

Hawkeye by John Mungiello Their wings spread, stretched, confident— Catching kisses from a breath blown By lips invisible. To them, every day is an anniversary, The hawk, its own God, above us Surveying its property, with Knived vision choosing Which one of us to swoop up. Against its prey, The only prejudice is The limp… Read More Hawkeye

Behind the Shadows of Freedom by Marie Anais Tessa L’Etang Behind the shadows of freedom Vandalism as some might sayFree gallery of expression to othersThese art works on the wallsEach screaming somethingOnly a few can feel In the shadows of equalityMany are victims because of their religion, colour and genderHumans treated as objects to rapers… Read More Behind the Shadows of Freedom

Cherry Blossom by Tyree Storey The kitchen is doused in plumes of flour. Petals for the worktop, in offering Something sweet from the fridge, it spills. Down my fingers echoes of our years. In every cradle and every note of Leon Bridges spinning. Coming Home, do you recall it? Our candied summer. In London bedrooms.… Read More Cherry Blossom

I’m Lost by Aafia Muhammad Amin I’m lost in my own worldIn my own scarsWith my own hallucinations Lost in my soulThat no more sighsIn my strength through Lost is my heartThat no longer beatsThe same way it was Lost are my wordsIn my scarsIn my flaws I am lostIn my own wordsI own This… Read More I’m Lost

Why You Should Never Stop Being an Artist by Sarba Roy Eventually,As life goes on,A lot of terrific artists stop creating art,Life takes a toll on them,How can you write a poem,Or create a piece of music,When you have a presentation to make,Or a sick child by your side,Or you simply are tired with the… Read More Why You Should Never Stop Being an Artist

Like Me by K. Exum Like Me: Hearing your struggles hurts my soul‬‪If only you knew how many times I was a tv to someone’s remote control‬‪They make moves based on their opinions not knowing they ripping the uniqueness that you hold ‬Right out your great soul‬‪The channels they switch you to leave scars in your… Read More Like Me

The Fabric of Love by Kai Lazarus No I will not reap what I sew. I will burn the quilt stained with a lifetime of mental beat-downs, which brought for the muddied perception of warmth and comfort. Then take on the task of creating a new thread, to handcraft the virgin wool embroidered into an… Read More The Fabric of Love

French by Shreyas Karanth What does this special place hold for us? The city of love as it’s called, The charm of Paris is always surprising From Autumn branches and sun kissed faces, To blurry skies and cold winter nights, Everything sets the mood right We might be seen in a café, Sipping dark bitter… Read More French