On NPR poet Kwame Alexander asked for people to write a poem about the pandemic lockdown starting with the line "Still, I rise" from which he would compile a crowdsourced poem. My submission was not used for the final product, but I like what I wrote. Still, I rise. Even if my bread did not. … Continue reading Words Like Bread
A guest post by Jayson J Crady The Howling Darkness Amongst Us The howling winds outside his window keep him from falling asleep, fearing that doing so would invite an evil entity to enter his room and take his soul as he sleeps. Not even praying his soul to keep satisfy the innate paranoia that he … Continue reading Three poems on darkness and death
A guest post by James Michael Shoberg Dear Noah loved the autumn—oh, that season, crisp and cool, A harbinger to others of another year in school. But Noah never understood their misery and grief. He’d gladly trade the summer for a single tinted leaf. Despite his comrades’ sense of loss, and urge to gripe and … Continue reading A fall poem
You better watch out, you better not cry, You better not shout, I'm telling you why: Santa Claus is coming to town. It's not just the kids. He sees their parents too. He knows all those things that moms sometimes do. Santa Claus is coming to town. He sees you when you're yelling or staring at your phone. … Continue reading Santa Claus is Coming to Town: New Version Just for Moms!
Hold me in your arms as we watch the world burn. Kiss me to the edge of the apocalypse. Touch me like I'm the last you'll ever touch. Touch me like I'll never be touched again. Just touch me. Feel my heart, and let me know I'm alive. Seduce me with whispers of could-have-beens. Tell me we have … Continue reading Love Song with Armageddon