Month: December 2025
3 POEMS by Ivan Ndoma-Egba
Calendar Teetheach month bitesa little harderjanuary gnawed at hopefebruary kissed the woundmarch spatapril laughed with blood in its teethmay bloomed but only with weedsjune forgot how to rainjuly choked on heat and old secretsaugust waited by the windowcounting how many times no one cameseptember showed up late and tiredwith cracked lips and bruised handsoctober whispered […]
Read more "3 POEMS by Ivan Ndoma-Egba"Renee Ebert ~ Listening to Jazz in Newport Beach (Remembering the Holocaust)
Listening to Jazz in Newport Beach (Remembering the Holocaust) All the beautiful clothes In a pile on the floor Some beginning to wear A thread loose, color fading A piece of hair Of living human beings They watch and listen to the jazz Look closer Prettiness gone, fading too Eyeglasses, teeth, possessions Become just cracks […]
Read more "Renee Ebert ~ Listening to Jazz in Newport Beach (Remembering the Holocaust)"The Numerous Crucifixions of One Man ~ Bob MCNEIL
The Numerous Crucifixions of One Man One Lamb of a Man Often let his body’s aspects reset Into whatever the biased And calloused despised. Sometimes the changes Were ethnical, Racial or sexual. Many thought The Lamb of a Man was harmful. Bearing RED hatefulness, WHITE supremacists Had a drought in their BLUE eyes When they […]
Read more "The Numerous Crucifixions of One Man ~ Bob MCNEIL"A WAR POEM WRITTEN BY A 17 YEAR OLD WHO IS ONE HIGH SCHOOL SEMESTER AWAY FROM GOING TO MARINE BOOT CAMP
War. War. I think of it often, dream of it even, the honor, the stories of men who gave up their tomorrows, so that others could keep theirs. But then reality sets in and the horror shines through. How saving a life is easy, but taking one is so much easier. War. Brothers in arms, […]
Read more "A WAR POEM WRITTEN BY A 17 YEAR OLD WHO IS ONE HIGH SCHOOL SEMESTER AWAY FROM GOING TO MARINE BOOT CAMP"2 poems by LEOTIS HARGROVE
Walking on Bloody soil Pt. I History has shown us one thing,The one who rules, is the one who one.War’s past, present and future,Only has one outcome, survivals of Death.Tainted grounds, roads, animals and nature,Discarded, cause not a single person cared! Walking on Bloody soil Pt. II Not one human being cared about their environment,Nor […]
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Cacti Fur 