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 May 2017 NV
Sharon Thomas
you ‘why’ her.
While she is thrilled & happily beside you,
Telling you when she’s up to something new.
Your pre-existing notion of setting a “ya” for her limits,
Persistent "no" to her wishes,
She grows up to know that,
if she got to do something new
She got to fight over the, 5 Ws & 1 H!
Ow! & you convince it’s out of distress not mistrust!
And by the Indian parenting manual,
questionnaire weighs heavier at a girl.
ultimately,
“This time”, “That day”,
" This place", “Those people”
Would impregnate her!
Sons of yours -
Son of nights! freely hatching eggs past curfew.
Not foreseeing the evenings his sister would come crying.
Parents when you talk on equality & empowerment,
Let broad mind not hit the very ceiling of your house
Let rest mindset that proclaims gender roles,
The differential idea you set on them,
From who uses broom to who chooses groom.
If misogyny is permeated in the roots of society
Cleansing and changing begins in the family,
Before there in your minds, first.
 May 2017 NV
Shofi Ahmed
My feet may be stuck on earth,
but my mind is a realm of Eden:
the heavens’ wonder.

The sky is round,
fits around the earth,
with the sun swims
in the dew on the rose.
Still the giant earth falls short
to hold onto a man for good!

Not the sky nor the mundane
can encompass a man,
only fits within a man.
 May 2017 NV
Desolation
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People come and go;
Doors close, room remains empty.
All that's left is dust.
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i haven't smiled in days
and i feel my teeth starting to rot
from the cyanide
seeping through my gums.
 May 2017 NV
Tuffy Mutombo
Sorry
 May 2017 NV
Tuffy Mutombo
Sorry my past caught up to me
memories so rough
they got the best of me
I am a victim of my past choices
decisions made that now leave me voiceless
Sorry to include you in my life that now leaves you choice less
You are now a piece of history I wish to rewrite
A battle I wish I could re-fight
A light I wish I could keep bright
But now you leave me as we fall apart
Take pieces of my heart
Maybe in the moonlight
you will remember me underneath the skylight
Remember times I touched your sweet heart
if it is in you
I wish you could still fight for a love that was so right
we met at the wrong time
If I could go back I would of made you mine before I met you
I'm sorry that in this life of mine you had to be a part of a love with an expiration date
 May 2017 NV
dani evelyn
mornings are for the beach:
whispered self-conversations
and singing in the underpass,
the clearest i can hear myself

peeking out under baseball caps
and sneaking around town
as if i don’t live here anymore,
which i guess i don’t

staring too hard at the sky
and sometimes-nighttime escapes
driving in cars that aren’t mine;
going around, going nowhere,

and everywhere: choked by
memories in every place we ever went,
making this place feel like less of a home
and more like a crime scene

i do not know how to stop feeling haunted

there are suitcases at the end of the bed
and none of them are mine,
the ghost of you is teaching me
how to run.
and – what, you thought i would stay
just to watch you be in love with her?
just to live in the knowledge
that you no longer want me?
you thought i would stay for that?

maybe i am that masochistic,
maybe i really did love you.
but maybe some people can love
boundlessly,
without drawing lines,
putting up walls.
and maybe i
can't.
 May 2017 NV
Corvus the Crow
Like a scholar in love with life,
And a warrior in stormy rage,
That's how he lived,
And that that's how he lived,
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