Timex [by Mitch Sisskind]

I have now come to believe racism lives more deeply within us than we know. It thrums below the surface of daily sound with a vibrato that matches sexism along with ignorance. We can spend hours escaping into other worlds and balance our tongues on songs of harmony But we have to suss out the…

Sleet on the turnpike in the middle of the night but I keep driving, both hands on the wheel, nowhere to pull off, and a yellow bus comes over the line and kisses my truck. That’s all I remember. Now I’m in bed, wired to things, unable to move, listening to a doctor telling my…

In this Developed Nation, a 19 year old woman sleeps in a bag in a door way. In this Developed Nation, a working family of four relies on the local food bank. In this Developed Nation, grandmothers live on a pittance and die lonely. In this Developed Nation, my friends use drugs to fill a…

We are made chains By our lack of wisdom Held back By the visions false We believe Tricked into hating By propaganda Thinking the evils Of this world come from Differences Our diversities are our One rope of strength Bound together Knit as one. The post Prisoner | Edgar Law appeared first on Best Poetry….

Living fake lives Fools errands Dreaming of distant Lives free From Darwinian and Freudian Theories, existence-free Living, loving, as one, Peaceful Without having To validate one’s Existence The post Existence | Chris Byrne appeared first on Best Poetry. Go to Source Author: Best Poetry Online

                                        _____________________________________________ Scouts   There was a boy even stranger than I who’d call me in the evening to see if I’d come to Scouts. Something in me hesitated. Then one morning   during eighth grade…