Apology to Jada’Marie
By Tiara Swearington on Mommy’s sorry I can’t be perfect I’m trying.Whenever I’m weak, I think Jada’Marie is worth it. It may not seem
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Think it over carefully
By Skinny on Every night I lay my headUpon my soft by lonesome bedI dream of making love to youAnd hope that it
Narrative poem: House keys, not handcuffs
By Douglas Levon Dawkins on A narrative poem by Douglas Levon Dawkins.
One of many
By Douglas Levon Dawkins on "One of Many," a poem by incarcerated writer Douglas Levon Dawkins.
Nothing to say
By Peter Moland on When there’s nothing to say We sit in silence At least we sit together Forever and ever I think of
Wealth
By Peter Moland on The disease of greed is what i see youve done plucked every fruit from the tree for yourself all you