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Bastard London! (A drunken Sermon delivered by Rebel John Homeless Preacher – 4Am July 31st )

September 21, 2017December 21, 2017Saira Viola 1

This poem depicts London as a character, a living stinking breathing being, marred by racism, class conflict, and social and ethnic cleansing.

Package

September 21, 2017December 21, 2017Sujoy Bhattacharya 0

My poems deal with a variety of emotions, loneliness, strange fits of passion, pessimism, etc.

death hurts the soul

September 21, 2017December 21, 2017Robin Wyatt Dunn 0

with wires and knots
rots and glue

Elephant Soul

September 21, 2017December 21, 2017Rosa Arlotto 0

A poem about love

My Hopes For Reincarnation

September 21, 2017December 21, 2017Alexa Bocek 0

This poem explores the humble realization that we often forget how lucky we are to be who we are.

Cilantro Mantra

June 21, 2017September 21, 2017Sean Pomposello 0

She delivers
guacamole

Alignment

June 21, 2017September 21, 2017Adam Smith 0

This poem threads the needle of the human subconscious, to materialize an icon humans face when they get tension building up in them.

Accident

June 21, 2017September 21, 2017Joan McNerney 0

This poem is about a person who has an accident and explores both the person who died and the taxi driver who killed him.

Thinking

June 21, 2017September 21, 2017Jerry Vilhotti 0

What were You thinking – G?
I’m omnipotent!

Darwin Says

June 21, 2017June 15, 2017Gary Beck 0

Looks at the changes in our society.

Baja Days And Nights

June 21, 2017June 16, 2017John Grey 0

Life on the Baja peninsular

Darlene Left Her DNA All Over My Dreams

June 21, 2017June 22, 2017Colin James 0

Even the tiny closets are empty.
I looked for a secret door

Demagogue

March 20, 2017June 21, 2017Brandon Marlon 1

Witness the insolent upstart
nonchalantly rouse the rabble

Night Owls

March 20, 2017June 21, 2017Scott Stephens 0

The stars are like seeds on fire,
The milky way is thinned out

Back to the City

March 20, 2017June 21, 2017Julianza Shavin 0

Dog and I at the park
to escape the human.

The Day After The Funeral

March 20, 2017June 21, 2017Timea Deinhardt 2

Last night she’d had a glass of wine
slept eight hours

student class x

March 20, 2017June 21, 2017Małgorzata Skałbania 0

the origin of the intelligentsia
there are paintings in museums that could not call up pictures

Literary Heist

Taking Back the Arts

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