The fever of Salem Rushing through the Phloem May never still them Wherever it sights them So we begged them To sing us the anthem That we may free them
Perspiration peep in drops of painful pants Like a stubborn singeing sorrow The heart pumps a fidgety fear Stealing into my veins in steams of shivers Lost in the echoes...
The African Parent... Incomparable are their good deeds with uncountable knowledge acquired without a slate. Creating proverbs without a tutor, They teach their children the culture they've acquired. The children...
SEVHAGE Publishers and SEVHAGE Literary and Development Initiative, in collaboration with WRR.NG and other partners, is making a call for poetry on women to be edited by a team headed...
Now, only our finger tips are holding The love we once held with our hearts The bond we treasured and held sacred The horse that ran a thousand mile And...
Jesus or thousand dollars, a shout Jesus or mansion, a loud outcry Jesus or flying car, still scared Jesus or glimpsy queen, he asked and through that tiny flesh that...
Hail, king of the Jews! A crown of hawthorns on's head, Offer him more bitzered wine from yews; Poor Nazerene, come do that thou said, To destroy this temple, made...
Our songs and daughters remain our pride and delusional paradise Our songs are sweet like fresh sugarcane soaked in undiluted honey Crispy to the mouth Engaging to the ears Shoulder...