Poetry by Edgar Pitts
Grandma By: Edgar “G Bam Xango” Pitts My Grandma came to me in my dream; in…
Grandma By: Edgar “G Bam Xango” Pitts My Grandma came to me in my dream; in…
It’s Been So LongBy Robert Fisher I miss holding you in my armsEnjoying your sweet and…
The Season of SubtractionBy Burl N. Corbett Each successive passing of an old frienddispatches to a…
Da Great Oak TreeBy Antjuan Dean Jimmy, I hear the crows calling, look out the window.…
Is This Justice?By Shaquille Davis Almost every day a person under the age of 21 is…
I’m One of the Lucky OnesBy Christopher Monihan “Welcome to prison,” I heard the guard say.“Good…
If I Could BeBy Will Speer Dedicated to Angie If I could be anything or anywhere…
Minutes Before SixBy David Mims It was minutes before six and my vision was tunneledThe lights…
Making Change StickBy Joseph Martinez For change to last, we’ve gotta be motivated and believe in…
ColdBy Gary Buchanan We found her deadThere in the hotel roomShe had lived all her 23…