Poetry by Darosky Ford
Feces Throwers of MSP Unit 29 LockdownBy Darosky Ford In Unit 29 lockdown they call itA…
Feces Throwers of MSP Unit 29 LockdownBy Darosky Ford In Unit 29 lockdown they call itA…
PTSDBy Bryant Kirk I’m feeling unloved mistreated. Neglected by young so call gang members’ organization bullies.…
Not InstitutionalizedBy Leon Johnson I try to live by themind of Christ, and notLook toward man.…
Intense ExerciseBy V. Lamar Williams My palms are sweaty,knees weak,my arms are heavy –but my spirit…
Where are You?By Mark Hamme My first poem this time is an appealThat you give some…
A VisionBy Jesus Manuel Torres I have a vision as I continue to walk this road…
AnxietyBy Heather McKee Galaxies swirl inside meCold constellations of chaosin the vast void betweenmolten planetsthoughts collide,…
I.C.E. (2.17.26)By Eric Sandefur In case of emergency, follow these instructionsStay calm, don’t panic, take a…
HurtBy Quanitta Turner I have been hurt by my actions.Who can I complain to.So deep and…
Doing Windows (Dedicated to my mother, Emma)by Kenneth “Ade Yele” Pigford I stare through the glassdirty…
