Smiles are the crust of a cherry pie which is ruby hued and latticed by hope A blend of sweet then tart flavors drawn out by passionate moments Autumn days and winters dry breath But when you carve into its flacky cells or stumble upon a buttery fruitless pitted filling you'll find sorrow
Eclogues
This is the main hub for all content. Most poems were written by me but any poem that was crafted by someone else will be noted as EP or Extra Poet.
Amended Journal
If I had a leather bound diary it would be partially fictional.I would edit some days to fit a happier brighter narrative.We would have more hugs;the yelling would be quieter. I'm in my room exceling in math,listening to hard rock by a lamp.The bodegas will have more books.Answers will be as abundant as rice.This way … Continue reading Amended Journal
EP: Iron By Elizabeth Acevedo
And although I am a poet, I am not the bullet;I will not heat-search the soft points. I am not the coroner who will graze her handover naked knees. Who will swish her fingers in the mouth. Who will flip the body over, her eye a hookfishing for government-issued lead. I am not the sidewalk, … Continue reading EP: Iron By Elizabeth Acevedo
Power Chords
Blooming children play their plastic recorders They fiddle sprightly with the moldable holes, forcing air to flush hastily stop to stop Each classroom has its own spooky harmony and peppy humming rythem AG
EP: Occupation by Suji Kwock Kim
The soldiers are hard at work, building a house. They hammer bodies into the earth like nails, they paint the walls with blood. Inside, the doors are locked, shut like eyes of stones. And the stairs are icy, all flights go down. There is no floor, only a roof, where ash is falling- dark snow, … Continue reading EP: Occupation by Suji Kwock Kim
Clicked Off
I've grown so tired Throw the blue diceEverything's faultyHow do I feel?Shaven head's spinningIs this shit for realI wasn't having funOdds zero to noneSummer days wastedAll an echoing hazeSmudges on a calendarDo me a favor; evaporateI'm so tiredTime for bedBy Amaury
EP: The Question of Loyalty By Mitsuye Yamada
I met the deadline for alien registration once before was numbered fingerprinted and ordered not to travel without permit. But alien still they said I must foreswear allegiance to the emperor. For me that was easy I didn't even know him but my mother who did cried out If I sign this What will be? … Continue reading EP: The Question of Loyalty By Mitsuye Yamada
EP: An Hymn to the Morning By Phillis Wheatley
Attend my lays, ye ever honour'd nine, Assist my labours, and my strains refine; In smoothest numbers pour the notes along, For bright Aurora now demands my song. Aurora hail, and all the thousand dies, Which deck thy progress through the vaulted skies: The morn awakes, and wide extends her rays, On ev'ry leaf the … Continue reading EP: An Hymn to the Morning By Phillis Wheatley
Mother
Our mother loves us This, I know is true but who has helped her I could name just a few Gas bills, kids, a 7am to 11pm life as many others before have done Spending many opaque moons crying wishing to candles, she was not the one Leeching hordes have drained her, worn that smile … Continue reading Mother
EP: An Agony. As Now. By Amiri Baraka
I am inside someonewho hates me. I lookout from his eyes. Smellwhat fouled tunes come into his breath. Love hiswretched women. Slits in the metal, for sun. Wheremy eyes sit turning, at the cool airthe glance of light, or hard fleshrubbed against me, a woman, a man,without shadow, or voice, or meaning. This is the … Continue reading EP: An Agony. As Now. By Amiri Baraka
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