By Karisma Price
The Realization of a Negro’s Ambition requires melatonin & the soft dying body of a monkey face orchid...
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- By Cornelius EadyI’m here to tell you an old story. ThisAppears to be my work. I live in the world,Walk the streets of...
- By Toi DerricotteWhen relatives came from out of town,we would drive down to Blackbottom,drive slowly down the congested...
- By Sri ChinmoyWithin, without the cosmos wide am I;In joyful sweep I loose forth and draw back all.A birthless, deathless...
- By Corey Van Landinghamwas, according to Virgil, always a fickle, unstable thing. Woman. Wyf. Merger of wife and man. To indicate: not-girl. Not...
- By Li-Young LeeSad is the man who is asked for a story and can’t come up with one. His five-year-old son waits in his...
- By Joyce KilmerNow by what whim of wanton chanceDo radiant eyes know sombre days?And feet that shod in light should...
- By Alexis Pauline Gumbsthis is how i want you to love me blue over blue over blue wet til the paper buckles dark so the owls...
- By Sharon BridgforthRemember you are not poor. Your wealth is Infinite. It is ever present. It cycles and circles and ebbs...
- By R. Erica Doyleletting the words fly like smoke uncurling from our mouths we lie in bed with dykes ten years our junior...
- By Rev. Robin G. WhiteThe feel of a much needed hug in a moment of sorrow An unexpected helping hand from the stranger The...
- By Kinsale DrakeBecause my mama lost her daddy when she was too young And she didn’t know how to hold her grief so she...
- By K. IverYou’ve never seen a lilac in Mississippi. Backstage you wear lotion laced with its chemical imitation...
- By Sarah RuhlDeath no wild thing and you a boy, Max. One night in your room (or body) a forest grew and the walls...
- He was jailed for cruelty to insects, and his agent wasn’t answering the phone, so he stayed awake in...
- By John MurilloFor me, the movie starts with a black man Leaping into an orbit of badges, tiny moons Catching the sheen...
- By David RoderickI wear a flower in my lapel. I like the sweetness of its lie in my nose. A carnation, the fool’s flower...
- By Helene AchanzarI wish I had hiked the frozen hill tonight for reception, called to tell you I had a good time hearing...
- By J. V. CunninghamPlato, despair! We prove by norms How numbers bear Empiric forms, How random wrong Will average right...
- By Georg TraklAt evening autumn forests drone With deadly weapons, the golden plains And the blue lakes, above which...