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Memories

By Stephanie Mbachu: Memories Wanna be able to write your name in my heart Even when we fall apart Wanna be able to scream and yearn for your touch Even when my soul goes oblivion Memories of you written boldly…

Pain in Light

By Stephanie Mbachu: Pain in light Waking up everyday Ought to be a miracle Yet it’s not I be living in a mirage The struggles Heal my soul from crumbles The meat on my table I wouldn’t get without tears…

INVISIBLE TOUCH – ALEXIS KARPOUZOS

By Alexis karpouzos: When you look deeply into yourself you may be able to see that there is, in this moment, a quality of aliveness that is animating you that is not philosophical and is not abstract. It’s independent of…

ALL HUMANS : ALEXIS KARPOUZOS

By Alexis karpouzos: All humans on earth are one. We descend from the same family of common ancestors. We are, in a quite literal sense, siblings, and like siblings we depend on each other’s love and care and responsibility. We…

WITH YOU

By Debbie Middaugh: WITH YOU, I had a fighting chance. WITHOUT YOU, I have to pay in advance. WITH YOU, I found a reason to believe. WITHOUT YOU, I’m absent without leave. WITH YOU, I lived in the sun. WITHOUT…

A SIGHT TO BEHOLD

By Debbie Middaugh: I was made For war. She let her Sugar pour. She was made For peace. I fought with The police. I have a head Full of bad ideas. She is making Home-made tortillas. I’m a work In…

The Reading Book

By Paul Anozie: One day, an old shriveled book in a dank corner of a public library decided it did not want to be a book no more; it did not want to be read without end by humans, but…

COKE

By Paul Anozie: COKE Swollen and taut as a Yoruba tom-tom, Ngozi was all belly and bones as she lay helplessly on a tiny part of a bed in the children’s ward at Christ the Saviour Hospital. Her pulse had…

I Am Water, I Am The Bank

By satish verma: What ignites you when snow falls on your eyes and you start seeing the nightmares of fire. Still pain. What you begin to feel. Temple was black. Inside the jewels sit as golden moons on walls. You…

Us

By Mercy Friday: My Superman. So beautiful and perfect. His eyes always bright and filled with light, his smile made my heart flutter because when he smiles it’ll make you feel like the world isn’t perfect without him. His aura…