I want to feel
the warm milk of your smile.
I want to see your reflection
in the moon’s mirror, polished like spring bones.
Tag: porridge magazine
POETRY – Chavonne Brown
She was not like unwitting prey,
That had never sighted the lion;
She fled from him, knowing
As she did what it meant…
TWO POEMS – Nadia Patterson
i’d put stickers all over the moon
and hang it from the ceiling
in the living room
5 COLLAGE POEMS – J.I. Kleinberg
sunshine snacked on
a little
morning
ONE POEM – A. Martine
Brown girl: you don’t get a plot twist. Your story’s been penned
with strokes as hollow as they are spiteful
ONE POEM – Ian C. Smith
For those who forego the languor of home ground, that lethal rapine of routine, the most compelling sound of the travelling life might be a ferry’s foghorn throughout the night
ONE POEM – Clifford Brooks
Vacant of leaves
and shell-wrapped gifts,
dad and I can see the sky.
ONE POEM – Linda M. Crate
the fox and i
shared one glance
i think about it all the time
ONE POEM – Maura Way
I’m ready for the ritual
where I get crowned a
crone.
ONE POEM – Ben von Jagow
While I sleep
pygmy elephants
journey across my bedroom floor.
ONE POEM – Anne Gill
In lattie we held martinis,
un-clobbered each other –
left our cats on the floor in nishta.
What Makes a Proper Yorkshire Brew? – Lucinda Maitra
Rather than a distant past we can simply overcome or attempt to forget, our relationship to the historical atrocities of violent imperialism is difficult and clearly far from over, despite attempts to suggest otherwise.
