Second Chance
/My father passed away…
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… is no second chances.
There is no light before.
I dreamed my entire life…
By Pieces of Pisces Poetry
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The Victory
/…the sumptuous tribute received it a few years ago,
at the terminus of the airport.
My family commitments had led me back to my struggling days,
The same wooden windowpane, the same drizzling…
By Tuhin Ojha
Read MoreAt The Birth of Darrien
/This is a poem inspired by…
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…I beheld a Miracle;
I was humbled I was awed.
When at the birth of…
By Linda Troxell
Read MoreQuiet Haven
/…fresh world unfolds
With a new dimension
Latitude extended
Barriers of scope…
By Shih-Fang Wang
Read MoreA Dead Guru Is A Good Guru
/A hardboiled crime story…
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…a dishwasher at the Greasy Plate Café in Santa Cruz. And her sex life was nearly nonexistent: there were a few lovers, but after the sex it was always the same in the morning, a note left on the bed: It was fun. I’ll call you––her phone never…
By D.A. Helmer
Read MoreStanding Strong Together
/…we join together to stand up…
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…blood running in our veins,
boils and gets hot,
when someone…
By Brenda Arledge
Read MoreCrestfallen
/This poem is inspired by my girlfriend…
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…scars are so well hidden, tied up with a ribbon
They have pushed her to be driven, easy street never a given
She looks at them often, to remind her of what can…
By Ellysa Greenhalgh
Read MoreQueer As Punk
/…sing and dance the following:
We reject the shallow call for reproduction for the sake of freedom,
We embrace our partners, friends, and family with free love,
We transform our iron-maiden forms into bodies…
By Dana Trick
Read MoreInfinite Dad
/…teacher, greatest friend,
infinite bond without an end.
Before each fall your hand extends.
My wrongs and rights you would…
By Grace Y. Estevez
Read MoreHis Struggle
/His struggle is a small…
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…do I find the balance. What is the difference? How do I try and help myself at night time from having the same gut wrenching dream of the people who are sadly no longer living? My loved ones who I looked up to when I was just a energetic, enthusiastic loved filled little boy…
By Jordan Howat
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