Every Day Poems
Mama by Anderson Dovilas Your son is a liar He says to someone You have the longest Wave in your smile That’s a lie That’s also a sweet lie To describe a sweet love Mama Your son is a hustler He goes in the street Stole someone’s heart And said Every kiss Has a Mother’s…
Prismatic strands and bright flecks of stardust,
stretch across ebony fields of empty ether.
so pigeons keep coming to this narrow chimney-like space. i hate opening the windows as i am afraid
Eastman by Amanda Iacampo “Boy,” she said, “Pick a Christian name,” I stared blankly back at her, And my heart died the moment she put the blades of the scissor to my hair I winced as I heard the sickening -kerplunk- of the thick braid, as it fell from the nape of my neck…