Category: Poetry

  • True, I Liked the Romance of You.

    True, I Liked the Romance of You.

    I was afraid I’d have to come to the surface and breathe and be clean and tell the truth, that I liked the romance of you, your soft heart with all its quiet fervor that I could hold and massage in my small hands and touch my fingertips together, the thumb and the middle, feeling…

  • In-Flight Programming.

    In-Flight Programming.

    I just wanted to mourn in peace, in private, but it was difficult to do with a window seat. I could disturb my neighbor only so often, hide in the bathroom for so long. I tried to keep myself occupied, take my mind off of things for a while. I’d gaze out beyond the aircraft…

  • Samma…by G. Mramor

    Samma…by G. Mramor

    ‘You can’t do this Peter.’ ‘Hand me that will you.’ He points to the white robe. ‘Peter, look at me.’ He grabs his friend. He looks at him. ‘I’m ready Matt.’ ‘I don’t believe you man. What about Emma? What about your mom?’ His friend smiles. He lets go. ‘I’m ready Matt.’ He passes him…

  • From the hall of government…by G. Mramor

    From now on the land is burnt

  • The Black Man.

    The Black Man.

    Brittney Bullock is a Boston University graduate with a Bachelor of Arts in Philosophy. Primary interests include politics, prose and poetry. http://politicalpoppies.wordpress.com How dare he try to be more than he was.More than a Jim Crow Law, a gutter word walking in the street,more than a color or an ignorant language,more than a sex drive,…