Throwing Shapes by Diana S. Share on email Share on telegram Share on whatsapp Share on facebook I guess we must still find ways to move forwardEven while trying to exit the main stage. To venture off the beaten trackAnd find another path And to still seek joyDespite the horrors of the world. And to […]
Losing your native tongue by Imasha Costa Share on email Share on telegram Share on whatsapp Share on facebook You are going mute: your tongue refuses to remember the shrill sounds of your mother tongue – where the dead letters join to create live sentences your ancestors fought to preserve. It is lonely here in
when we find our space by Morgan Lyons Share on email Share on telegram Share on whatsapp Share on facebook I wonder if the moon can see us As she tucks in her beaches Loses herself in waves of longing Pieces carved away as she paces the stage and performs her light Almost drowns in
Oh Mother by Lavie Olupona Share on email Share on telegram Share on whatsapp Share on facebook Oh Mother, Your sweet children, Snatched from your basket womb Suffer. Oh Nigeria, We hear your cries. Hands of war, an empty tomb, Suffer. Oh sweet girls, Girls of Afghanistan, Your pens empty of ink, Suffer. Oh Congo,
Looking by Vai Rimeikaite Share on email Share on telegram Share on whatsapp Share on facebook Pausing, resting, out of needLaughing, changing, lack of greed.All the while, life rolls onYou keep going- you play strong.Beautiful energy days are goneOnce, twice, many a time-Onlookers never fullyKnow the impact of your bones. About Vai Rimeikaite Vai is
Pesma o detetu koje nije tvoje A Poem About a Child That Isn’t Yours by Meri Grubić Share on email Share on telegram Share on whatsapp Share on facebook ~Pesma o detetu koje nije tvoje~ Kako smo stigli dovde?U svet gde deca ležepod zapaljenim nebom,a anđeli se uvlače u pukotine zidaskrivajući u krilima poslednje mrvice
