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In France, you can fish for peaches and it becomes confusing because peaches and fishing are the same thing. Also: Joe Peche or Pesci, is the same thing as peaches and fishing and original sin. A steak is not a peach nor is it fishing but it is... Read More
We’re all looking for something better than what we are; something deeper than what we’ve felt; something stronger than what we’ve sensed; something more honest than what we’ve been telling ourselves; something more steady; something more... Read More
Sing it Frank I’m busy at physical therapy struggling with back spasms looking out this window, these clouds this rain, slice this thunder, listening to your songs over again on the Muzak for this 6th week in a row, peddling this mechanical... Read More
if only the moon would stop tussling with the sun for the lordship of the day, then it would realise that it was designed to govern the starry darkness of the night if only the cactus would hold back its envy for the bloom of the garden... Read More
by Makinde Tobi.First we divide ourselvescreate groups and put a label on themmake ourselves outsiders to each otherstereotyping, making ourselves feel differentwe set standards, fit in or get outcast’dhierarchy becomes the order of the... Read More
By Elizabeth Joshua.Save me a seat, on the couch, near an ocean,We can watch the horizon, and on my back, apply love lotion. Dance me some John Legend or Ellie Goulding,Buy me diamonds, crystals, even gold. Love me carelessly, dangerously,... Read More
by Michael Lee Johnson.I angle at your youth and cross my eyes to see reality of time passed.I cut through thickness of you retina, thin splinters, raw oak from the North,Cypress trees, bending, rebel in Southern ways.My present and past tenses are... Read More
by Benedict Miles Ezeani Trapped in my own desiresfist clenched in pains of pleasuretempted by my feeble eyesmy skin yearns for the warmth of ecstasymy soul plunged in absolute darknessmy thoughts are hidden under a blooming frightmy heart lost, my... Read More
1.) Without youWithout you my mind is at uneaseWithout you life’s transition tend to ceaseWithout you my weakness are prone to manipulationWithout you my sanity is restless, always livingThe soul to this model of bones and fleshResides in the... Read More