By Stela Xega Growing up is so fucking hard, if only for the fact that you realize you’re never going to have total stability and you’re never always going to have your shit together. That it’s been years that passed without you realizing... Read More
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
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
Come Future, Come Fast
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
If I Were Young Again
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
Love
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
Black & Beautiful
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
In ruins
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
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... Read More