Tomorrow is Gone

Tomorrow is Gone

By Joan McNerney He sat beside the kitchen windowwatching snow fall over sycamoresWhat could he hope for?Some good news brought by mail?An unexpected call? His phone rang with remindersof medical appointments.No mail ever came but billsfrom... Read More

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A Good Liar

A good liar

By Stela Xega  The truth is what we had was not love, but poets, we like to make our Pain more tragicWe were not loversBut i could write thousands of PagesFor a single simple kiss in a pathetic BarI promised myselfI would curse less as a part... Read More

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Come Future, Come Fast

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By Adesola oyedepo I sat on the chair which is plastic,I think with the mind which is magic,Where will my legs drive me?Where will my hands place me?I know where I came from,I wish to hear from that which is to come,I will certainly know my motto,If... Read More

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If I Were Young Again

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By Michael Lee Johnson Piecemeal summer dies:long winter spreads its blanket again.For ten years I have lived in exile,locked in this rickety cabin, shouldersjostled up against open Alberta sky.  If I were young again, I’d sing of coolness of... Read More

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Love

How do I Love Again

By Stela Xega I knew i was in love when sleepingOn your floorWas better then sleepingIn my own bed I knew i was in love when staying in your armsWas all i wantedand was better then every other place on earth I knew i was in love when I cried into... Read More

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Black & Beautiful

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By Black boy Black woman of great ardorHer eyes red, and skin dark as a pantherIn her presence danger dearthVirtuous is the name of the ground she pathsIneffable, bravo, how many much can I give in ardorBeautiful as a multi-color ostrichHer paean not... Read More

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In ruins

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By stela Xega ‘Why are you so sad?’‘Because you talk to me in words and i look at youWith feelings’ You are just bones and a beating heartAnd a pair of bright eyesHow did youFuck me up so muchJust with one touch My mind is... Read More

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Life of a Rose

Walking along this path. I saw a glorious red. It drew my attention. It was just outstanding... It was a red rose among white roses. It was among its kind but it was different. It had something, the others didn't so it stood out. Are you a red rose? Let's find out now. When you look at things from another angle, You hear stories about success and you wonder if they have had tough paths to tread. Yes, they did! We have all experienced pathways full of thorns. Different thorns of life - frustration, pain, guilt, sadness and depression. Like a rose, we stand out against these thorns and we become beautiful. Different! Different is unique. Different is attractive. So what's that abnormal thing you do that could make you one amongst equals. Remember limits exist only in your mind. Excellence isn't about being the best, it’s about doing ur best.

Walking along this path.I saw a glorious red.It drew my attention.It was just outstanding…It was a red rose among white roses.It was among its kind but it was different.It had something, the others didn’t so it stood out.Are you a red... Read More

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