Poetry By Michael Wayne Hunter
What Time Is It?By Michael Wayne Hunter A tap on my cell door. “What?” Hard Core’s…
What Time Is It?By Michael Wayne Hunter A tap on my cell door. “What?” Hard Core’s…
My Love Letter to the StreetsBy Gerardo Esquivel My infatuation goes far beyond emotionI gave you…
Dear Minutes Before SixBy Mark Torres It’s one second before six-thirty. That is bright and early…
My PromiseBy Tyreall DuBoe I promise to give you the best of my love, and to…
A Ghost of a Past ValentineBy Damarcus Ivey I guess a part of meAlways knew you’d…
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…
The Footprints I Didn’t LeaveBy Derek Ellwood As I peer over a fence laced with patches…