By Aya Alon | Poetry
Again, I need to forgive myself Just enough To allow words to creep through...
Poetry
In between my fingers
By Aya Alon | Poetry
As the storm waters recede I am left in the aftermath Calculating the destruction,...
As the storm waters recede I am left in the aftermath Calculating the destruction,...
Liberation
By Suzanne Doerge | Poetry
Some young tree gave of itself to become this fissured fence post. Some bit...
Some young tree gave of itself to become this fissured fence post. Some bit...
Alan Kurdi: A Small Boy Cries Out in Silence
By Martin Knox | Poetry
For Alfie Silcock The foreseeable consequences Of a merciless and xenophobic war, Assign a...
For Alfie Silcock The foreseeable consequences Of a merciless and xenophobic war, Assign a...
Where is Dignity?
By James G Piatt | Poetry
I hear political-crickets carving up America into the late hours of the haunting night...
I hear political-crickets carving up America into the late hours of the haunting night...