by TS Hidalgo I tore the corners of an envelope on the day of my childhood something like exultant and cathedrals, shields, even masters in black came out of it (and this is something I do not remember if…
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Two Poems by Chandramohan S
When cops come to frisk you 1. Batting an eye lid In the midst of an excruciating questionnaire Could be a tad too immodest. 2. He could try mock intimidating techniques Like the cacophony of revving a car Engine with…
Metamorphocycle
by Zahraa’ Khaki Wheels whirled with wind A tautological irreverent churning The zzzzz like so many flies Rushing towards an abandoned Garbage heap- A forgotten fae mound of sullied dreams And Discarded life Like so many rotting bags At…
Poems by Wandile Ganya
Will of the slaves The city trembles. Dust rises, curtains flutter; a tempest breaks. Ileus Pathologists had probed his blood, saying it was probably an “electrolyte” imbalance, and the surgeons had opened up his guts suggesting it was…
Poems by Werner Klopper
Handel en Wandel Op die donkerste straathoek Onder ‘n verlate skewe ou lamppaal Rus die blonde lokpop vir oulaas In haar eie spatsels bloed Sy was die volmaakte waspop Wat met twee spits melkanne onderstebo Sonder enige moeite aan ‘n…