Resident Room# 216
By Jacqueline Morrill
Her yellow horse painting
No eyes
says it all.
Rear legs too short,
Raised by father
more like a hyena
on the side lines,
He crossed the lines of
Resident Room# 216
By Jacqueline Morrill
Her yellow horse painting
No eyes
says it all.
Rear legs too short,
Raised by father
more like a hyena
on the side lines,
He crossed the lines of
overbite yelping … Continue reading→
The Blood I Can Draw
By Tony Brown
Joe Frazier’s left hooks
were on my mind
right after I turned eleven
and had just listened
to the Fight Of The Century
on a scratchy … Continue reading→
A Father’s Instructions on Survival
By Colin Gilbert
when they come for your perfection
bless them for highlighting your faults
removing the weight from your spine
when they come for your virtue
tell them you have … Continue reading→
By Victor D. Infante
In a lot of ways, it’s not surprising that around late 2010, in the wake of a rash of highly publicized suicides of youths who were bullied for being gay or for being perceived as being … Continue reading→
Like Me
By Hakim Bellamy
We don’t dream of getting even
we dream of getting
liked
why would I want
to put anyone through
the things that were done
to me?
I am better … Continue reading→