by Morgan Tayu-Schulz
Was there a boy?
Did he have a face?
Did he have hair?
Or was that just
His silhouette
Standing there
By a mikan tree
Still and distant
Reminding me
Of me Continue reading
Tag Archives: Poetry
Along Nippon Way
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Provincial Girl
by Michael Roque
A provincial girl,
her state is vegetative
as the moors she walks. Continue reading
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Market Street
by Pattabi Seshadri
I was walking home
down Market Street at midnight
at the end of a long night of drinking. Continue reading
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After the Map Was Broken
by Ókólí Stephen Nonso
A mother ties a white cloth to the door, a quiet flag,
while rain drips from the zinc like a ticking clock.
Boys carry empty bowls past the checkpoints,
dust rising behind them like unspoken prayers. Continue reading
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The Rain Song
by Ace Boggess
I walk among droplets,
unconcerned, soothed by scents
of damp earth & wood
masking my smoky breath
the way the smell of baking bread
hides, however briefly, Continue reading
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