Poetry by Damarcus Ivey
A Ghost of a Past ValentineBy Damarcus Ivey I guess a part of meAlways knew you’d…
A Ghost of a Past ValentineBy Damarcus Ivey I guess a part of meAlways knew you’d…
Episode Two: Of Cellies, Hacked Toilets, and the Quest for the Elusive Third Option To read…
What’s Next?By Marino Leyba Suspended in the air, to live life without a care, To live…
Battle Fieldby James Williams At the desk is my battlefield,And I have weapons of devastationBomb of…
Feel Me in a Moment of Silence!By Byron W. Waring Feel me,Listen with both eyes and…
Judge Not Until Thee Judge 1st !!(DECODE THE CHEATCODE) Manifestations of the conditions and standards that…
Poetic Seedby Vincent Lamar Williams Poetic Seed impartedinto humans’ hearts,Sown into the mind of dirt-grounds of…
He heard the correctional officers’ steps echoing off the floor and then keys as they jingled…
There were many lines at the camp. The meal lines, the shower lines, the pill lines,…
If Black Souls Could Swim….By Malcolm Scott Can you swim in chainstread water in the deep…