Wild Dogs Under My Skirt - Tusiata Avia

I want to tattoo my legs.
Not blue or green
but black.

Tomorrow is not guaranteed - Cecile Marie Martine

Tomorrow is not guaranteed...
Life is too precious
for throwing stones,
misunderstanding,
confusion,
misinterpretation
are human errors.

Goodbye Guinea, goodbye! - Raquel Ilombé

I went singing solo
a song of love and forgetfulness,
the footsteps
I left in the sand,
that the waves gradually erased.

The silent witness - Iosephus del Ton

The swift wings of centuries but brush against my sides:
Whole kingdoms lie ruined before me.

My Sanctuary - Mary Jae Stowers

Four frozen walls
Stood mighty still
Gazing upon me,

The Culture that Lies - Gabriel Ndende

#Say no to Tribalism

we see bombs now those bombs break our homes now we are homeless hoping to find homes in heaven

Lake Engolasters - Sícoris

Still and icy water...
The lake is beautiful and lovely,
a mountain placidity,

Heartbreak - Josep M. Llompart

As if they suddenly abolished
the summer fennel, the corner
that waves
so wildly covet;

Conscience and War - Antigua Sister

He didn’t go to war
He didn’t think he had any enemies
He felt he had brothers in far-off places
that he’d love to get to meet some day.

The Mother's Song - Jean M. Auel

Out of the darkness, the chaos of time,
the whirlwind gave birth to the Mother sublime.
She woke to Herself knowing life had great worth,
the dark empty void grieved the Great Mother Earth.