Poetry by Deandre Currie-Lamar
PoemBy Deandre Currie-Lamar They say you can’t pick your death datethat’s a liePicture being trapped in…
PoemBy Deandre Currie-Lamar They say you can’t pick your death datethat’s a liePicture being trapped in…
When I sit down to write anything I almost always know the picture I want to…
…FeelingsBy Michael Wright …FeelingsThat which make up my emotional tapestryWhat bleeds me, uncomfortable situationsNothing similar to…
Not what we say about our blessings, but how we use them, is the true measure…
Type Beats Vol. 1 – Beat MobSoul CryBy Jalin Reynolds Separated from my family, I pray…
Accessory To MurderBy Bonnelle (Johnny) Vang Since the terrible cold fell upon the spring tree,it has…
LOVE is LOVEBy Stanley Corbett The deepest aspect of man and woman is LOVE!The biggest wishes…
There were four phones in the camp. They hung like souvenirs of another era on a…
No one can honestly claim to know it all. The infinite amount of knowledge out there…
Pardon MeBy Russell McCoy It take strength to deliver the words that I speakIt can’t be…
