By Tiffani Jones
The usual, white, fluffy clouds seem harsh and continuous today
An unjust wall blocking out the warm sun
Trying to pluck the love and life out of me in a way
A warning telling me to gather my things and run Continue reading Sunday Stew: Free Seattle Spring
by K.D. Senior
We the people,
free the world with democracy,
but bind it with capitalism,
talk of due process,
where money is innocence and poverty is guilt… Continue reading Sunday Stew: Exceptionalism
by Isaac Robinson
Tell me who i am.
The words seeth out of your mouth.
Am i good?
Am i joyful?
Do you know the nights?
The times no one is around?
Of course not. Continue reading Sunday Stew: Hypocrisy
by Alvin LA Horn
I love your B sharp
I like your G minor, even when it has an uncertain groove it makes me sing low and slow, and hum to your amplification wanting to be your hip-hop to lift you up when the country and western has you in tears Continue reading Sunday Stew: In Tune With You
by Kelsey Hamlin
Hot pink hair on an underground train.
A homeless girl in the street rain.
Somewhere a couple moans together, Continue reading Sunday Stew: Stars Removed From the Sky, And Placed In Buildings
by Harvey Garvey
(The following poem is dedicated to the memory of Vickie Williams and was read at her funeral on March 11, 2017 at Skyway’s Holy Temple Evangelistic Center)
Complete the introduction move to the intellectual
Fundamental prefunk a convo ‘tween extraterrestrials
Your levels of carbon give you a special glow
Get tangled in these tentacles I’ll never let go Continue reading Sunday Stew: Gold & Ebony
by Alex Gallo-Brown
In my neighborhood
there is no place to sit,
not unless you count the porches
since it is mostly houses here,
but I am tired of my view Continue reading Sunday Stew: My Neighborhood