unsplash-logoDemetrius Washington If only I had leaned into that touch that September morning before you left the sheets pooling at your hips my body sore from the night prior I had lain awake all night your head on my chest wishing for the morning to refuse to break across the sky leaving us […]
Til the end of my days (National Poetry Month)
unsplash-logoJames Bold IT was more than just where I lay staring up at the ceiling of stars above my head In your love, I had found a rose garden white blooms as far as I could see and there I thought I had come to the river to drink and dance and sing but […]
Because I fell in love with you again (National Poetry Month)
unsplash-logoLubov’ Birina Because you came to me in the night knocking on my door gentle raps, barely taps but enough to send me to the door, wrapping myself in a robe as I went There you stood windswept hair, leather jacket, and doe eyes smelling of Burberry cologne and nervousness while the […]
Yin and Yang of us (Poem)
I am not me, alone Not anymore There is no self identifier I, has become we me has become thee It’s all combined, now You are not you, alone When you walk through that door the other half of you greets the other half of me Us, transformed morphed, molded, immersed into another […]
My messiah (Poem)
(Photo: Simon Wijers) There isn’t a place I’ve been that I’ve not run from When midnight struck the clock on the wall And late became the hour And like the damned in fairy-tale legends Morning set my feet to flee before the sun crest over the horizon upon the very next day When ashes […]
Til my lover comes back home (poem)
(Photo by Taylor Durrer) I can smell rain soaked earth at five thirty in the mornin’ have my headphones in two steppin’ to merry mystic music as the night-wind is still tangible around me Leash in hand, dog at my side I mouth the lyrics as I walk counting the footsteps as I […]
Thank you (Poem)
((Photo by Alyssa Smith) April is National Poetry Month and in my little corner of the literary world there’s some bad stuff that happened and then some good stuff and then some fantastic things. But tonight, my poem is about the LGBTQI community. Most notably, those who’ve died. So, to the spirits of those people […]
I was all that was left (Poem)
(Photo by Xavier Sotomayor ) I was so superficial I said things that I thought people wanted to hear never understanding what the words that dripped out of my mouth meant words like, loyalty, love, friendship I was a walking caricature militant and angry and mostly afraid longing for something I couldn’t then comprehend and […]
Little Messiah (poem)
There isn’t a place I’ve been that I’ve not run from When midnight struck the clock on the wall And late became the hour And like the damned in fairy-tale legends Morning set my feet to flee before the sun crest over the horizon upon the very next day When ashes all settled from the […]