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 1 2 Next »
