Freelance journalist. Hobby writer.
Love is Felt Alone
by Gaige Kern (Who Are I)
No, Love does not exist
It’s not felt through a kiss,
It’s not unending bliss.
If felt at all, it’s felt alone
To moans of empty homes,
To bones that ache as she
Is living without me.
FROM WHAT SIDE DO WE ECHO
by Dimpra Kaleem
A chance to repair the tragedies of the past comes with the ultimate sacrifice.
"Food For Feasting"
by Lauren Rendon (TyrannicalStubs)
Now I Lay Me Down to Sleep
by Regina Elizabeth Newton-Verhaagen
A true story poem about, breaking the neighborhood color lines in the 1970's
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