Poetry

Asexual Angel
William Devine
22-03-2022
It was my fault I placed Myself Gently In his arms In that kingdom Of male privilege In his bed
|| An Ode To A Friend ||
Fadairo Tesleem
29-12-2021
I'd befriended the sun before I met you, It betrayed me by hiding it's head - inward its shell, leaving
//How my grandpa gave new meaning to words//
Fadairo Tesleem
29-12-2021
After today buried its lightness in the scary darkness of this night/ the only surviving source of light I had
Tales Of The Dead.
Fadairo Tesleem
29-12-2021
TW: mentions of death and sex I entered a neighborhood graveyard & dig out frames & epitaphs of its inhabitants
I’d once shared bed with a ghost
Fadairo Tesleem
29-12-2021
TW: mentions of death The last time i attended the funeral of a young lad, whose age's same as mine.
let me breathe
Amani Ali
24-12-2021
cruel is the world that goes on cruel is life that will never stop for the fallen bodies nor the
Thirst for Freedom
Agboola Abidemi Kaothar
24-12-2021
After falling  like a stone running down the superficie of a flowing rock   in this dark chamber    
Threnody for my Twin Sister
Agboola Abidemi Kaothar
24-12-2021
/ after you fluttered away / like a leaf leaving its origin / I realized  the color of which grief
Garden of Broken Hearts
Amani Ali
23-12-2021
She was waiting. In the darkness which surrounded her She grew herself a garden And it shielded her from the
Bedsheets
William Devine
20-09-2021
At mornings When you are Ready, He is at your feet Pulling back the Bed sheets. And you both laugh