Quiet Racism
Quiet RacismNight smiles, walls carved with namesdead and dying, dates past and present,crowding into one, petrified in ageless shit.Silence support the ceiling. The blackhole we see into to seeis… More
Michelle Sloan: My Little Girl
I could feel you growing in me/ with every little heart beat/ you got stronger and I got weaker/ You were made from love/ At least I loved your… More
Tapwater Coffee
They took away our coffee pots; You know the type: Big forty-cup, with chrome, The kind you’d never use at home. They said a weapon Potentially lurked there, Were it heaved or water thrown. More
Sonnet—To The Moon
Sonnet—To The MoonIn temperance and faith hast thou for yearsWatched o’er me. Thou hast smiled whene’er I gainedSmall, human gains and bitterly wept tearsOf light to save me when… More
Strip Search
William Miller88A043 B-5-26Box BDannemora, NY 12929Strip SearchI am standing nudeto the leftof a half open windowin the middle of Octoberand the cool airchills melike an artificial kiss.I am being… More
Peter Griffith Andruskiewicz: The Big Yard
The Big Yard(Act 1)Yea! it is summerin the Big Yardand our prior shakedownby fisted metal detectors gohumming for midnight muderers’ murmurings.Yea! it is summerin the Big Yardwith the faces… More
A Shadow in the Dark
Does one have to be or leave to have. Is it that you must be thought of, done for, in order to do with. Must it be… More
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