Poetry: The Black Boy’s Effect & If It Is A Woman By Azaiouris Y. Zeon
you grew your bones to thorns,
& fought the war on your tongue,
& say prayers for little things that
ate many things inside of you.
POEM: THE BOY IS NOT A CONCUSSION OF POVERTY BY K.Asare-Bediako
THE BOY IS NOT A CONCUSSION OF POVERTY! Before you regurgitate, trying to form a resolution to the cub, kissing the fire with
Poem: Call 911 Your Country is on Fire By Flourish Joshua
in your country,
it began, a g i r l has been
missing for so long, her name
has been forgotten. And there’s
a little boy who believes so strongly that
his mother is