By: Leah Mele-Bazaz Saturday May 30th Philadelphia, PA A thick smoke filled our courtyard area and entered our apartment through our bedroom windows. I knew this because my cheap twenty-dollar makeshift desk […]
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3 Poems By: Ndaba Sibanda Corona Poems A Poor Person’s Precarious Paces And Spaces Her efforts to hold back, to hold herself back Against hurtling and hurting herself helplessly With a hungry, […]
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3 Poems Kitty Costello Ode to Soap A repetitive acrostic Savior of all people Soothe our aching psyches Scrub our appendages pristinely Sluff off atrocious pathogens Secure our antiseptic perimeter Shelter our […]
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Two Poems By Cassandra Dallet Body Count Fourth of July July 2-4, 2020 The days are marked with death tolls infection rates blazing red states and a barrage of bomb-like fireworks San […]
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By Peggy Morrison In this country, we live in an ironclad cultural box cast iron thick and immobile individualistic/tragically separate/competitive We can’t find our way to simple collective action for the common […]
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2 Poems by Keith Mark Gaboury Italy Macguill, Dan. “Did Video Show Italian Army Trucks Transporting Coffins Amid COVID-19 Pandemic?: A Stark Illustration of the Tragic Impact Coronavirus Had on Parts of Italy in […]
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2 Poems By: Fizza Abbas Lockdown Chef All that greens is not mint As the lockdown began, two wooden doors welcomed me into a territory that was quite unknown: the hub of […]
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My Pandemic Life Dan Linley Frankly, I thought a global pandemic would be a lot more fun. This is the most boring worldwide health crisis ever. I always thought something that completely […]
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Crazy by Miles Cates, age 8 Inspired by Shel Silverstein’s, If The World Was Crazy sent on June 4, 2020 If the world was crazy, you know what I’d eat? An entire […]
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2 Poems By Hollie Hardy A Murmuration of Starlings In the cities, protestors break quarantine and windows expressing moral outrage, like a choreographed ballet at 45, your mother asks you to move […]
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