Poetry by Matthew Feeney
Bird of PreyBy Matthew Feeney His paper-thin wingsFlapping & flutteringNews of his presenceProtecting the prisonFrom sea…
Bird of PreyBy Matthew Feeney His paper-thin wingsFlapping & flutteringNews of his presenceProtecting the prisonFrom sea…
I honestly don’t aspire to be a poet or a writer. I’m just a man who…
NIGGA UNDER A TAXBy Eddie Milton Garey Hear Ye! Hear Ye! What The Government Has To…
No Longer a Punching BagBy Arnoldo Juarez I was awfully impulsive beforemy incarceration and I had…
Hope?By Raja Smith What is hope?Can it be studied or captured?I am not hope.I am captured…
The Death Sentencing of an Innocent ManBy John Merritt September 23, 1986, 2 p.m., Columbia Country…
NomosBy Alfonso Percy Pew The world was created by a poemIn the beginningThe GoddessesNarrated an essayAnd…
Love ScarsBy Lewis Butler It was love scars after Battle wounds I healed alone, Don’t wanna…
Trapped SoulBy Dewan Evans Trapped SoulTrapped in an eight by nine barely see the skyConvicted unjustifiedA…
SkeletonsBy Marino Leyba Rumors are like skeletons of the dead. They never give life just bring…
