People Get Ready | Howie Good

Any one of us is every one of us, if you get what I mean. I want to tap this guy and that guy and that woman on the shoulder and tell them, “You can’t be lost in your own world all the time.” But, of course, I won’t. The train is approaching the station,…

Higher and Harder | Paul Beckman

She led me down a dark dirt path. I’d met her fifteen minutes into the Fantasy Party, she said let’s blow this Popsicle stand, and I, always ready to follow a redhead, agreed. Our only light was the from her cell phone and we ended up at an old barn. “This is what I wanted…

Two poems | Mare Leonard

Love Love Love My grandson turned 8 on April 4th 2020 and of course could not have a party. On a video we watched him open a large box of Lego’s, build a fort, devour chocolate cupcakes, kick around a soccer ball in the yard. In late afternoon he heard a steady beat of honks,…

GRANDMA’S POT OF BEANS |Akin-Ademola Emmanuel

It was fairly late , After the time we played– And grumbled by the evenings Grandma chortled quizzically. Staring at us and her, cracked I saw her eyes glooming And stared as she pitied our Stomachs that rumbled, bean cook gurglings. She preoccupied us with admonition It was then I understood her fears , Her…

Three poems |Anoucheka Gangabissoon

Life has become a game of snakes and ladders And the virus Lies there As the snakes At each corner which can allow us To dream of winning! Yet, At each climb, We get bitten by the snakes And we fall back to square one! Six months ago, I would never have thought That life…

Poetry: Justice for Uwa | Abayomi Awelewa

It will never be well with them Who plucked her life at prime Seeing her young and beautiful Full of life; full of hope Defying a senseless lockdown To better her lot in life Cut short brutally by the animals Who felt entitled to her body In a house of God where she sought refuge!…

Series: Layers of an Onion | by Matthew Howard

“It’s clear to me that Sam does have issues with anxiety and being withdrawn,” Dr. Bradford explained. “A more recent edition of the Diagnostic and Statistical Manual came out about five years ago, several years after her diagnosis with ADD. A certain condition called Asperger’s Syndrome was added. It was originally discovered about five decades…

Two Poems | Ndubuisi Martins

Night is a poet’s gift You seek colour letters at noon not knowing the night is its fluent skin, crystal liquids of thoughts               straying but caught amidst the silence of beings, of hissing leaves of once noisy crickets gone early to bed so the earth hands the poet a song, to weave for days…  …

Two poems | by James Croal Jackson

Please Stop with These Old Photos it’s too much pain to view them in my brain the brain hungry the eyes always feed it processes everything as sadness I eat the cosmos with sight yet fixate on what I have lost everything a miracle of blood and dust around me and in the fog I…

Three poems | by John Grey

DEAR FRIEND, REGARDING THE DRAGON Once again, I’m looking for your assistance. I was set upon by a dragon. I’m still shaking. It feels as if that creature’s hot breath is still searing my cheeks, the back of my neck, But, other than that, how are things with you. I saw you working out at…