Shining The Spotlight On Zo-Alonzo Gross Cerulean Blue Skies of Darkened amber clouds, sometimes it seems, no sunshine is allowed. Thence- Wild-Rain Commences, often appearing endless, it embraces the hot ground, whilst bringing coolness 2 the senses. Skies of grey,… Read More ›
Shining The Spotlight On Wendy Smale 364 More The spirit changes with the season, Why not the rest of the year, what is your reason? To allow forgiveness in your heart, Why do you wait till today, to make a… Read More ›
Shining The Spotlight On Veronica Thornton Make-Up They say be yourself but want you to look like somebody else an ever changing standard of beauty creating an astronomical amount of insecurities maintaining a certain type of decorum depending on the… Read More ›
Shining The Spotlight On Jack Tinmouth Waitress She smokes cheap menthol cigarettes, wears a heart scarred by foregone wars on her sleeve in the form of an old tattoo. Ink faded and letters blurred by the passage of time. She… Read More ›
Shining The Spotlight On Marshall G. Kent Sr.: She Came She came to me clothed in shimmering moonlight, Aglow in plies of silk and soil alike. Her pitch veils waved madly, of earth and sky she took flight– Know her… Read More ›
Shining The Spotlight On Oliver N. Palma: Why Goodbye? There really isn’t a reason to why I say goodbye it is never even a choice so t’is useless to ask why but if you must press me for answers if… Read More ›
Shining The Spotlight On Marshall G. Kent Sr.: Nevermore You’ve brought your baggage to my door, This the baggage of the traveling whore. Asked I, “Where did you come from?” You answered, “Nevermore.” You filled up my home with your… Read More ›
Shining The Spotlight On Sally-Ann Bethea-Holt: Eyes wide open to reality Truth ~ eyes wide open, takes the sting out the illusion of what remains in thought For does thought create reality Or reality create thought If a reality gets… Read More ›
Shining The Spotlight On Lela Cintron: An imperfect fit Perfectly suited in wit I know we could be wonderful together Happy, More than happy Fitted Like a weeding dress set days before the ceremony You’ve bound me A corset.. Only… Read More ›
For Her Family She sat snapping string beans scrapping the scales off red fish her knife’s blade buried beneath layers of yam and onion skin She enjoyed these moments legs cocked wide pot in-between a clarity of knowing what to… Read More ›
