This is our revival Beyond the blue-whites of the sky And the blue-green horizon Behind the salt-laced breeze Secluded, uncorrupted Across the ocean are lands Overflowing with gold and riches Lands soon to be filled with Broken, unkept promises and Forsaken memories Let us remember These truths Henceforth and forevermore This is our revival To… Read on
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Escapism a poem that entails how i struggle with mental health in little ways i sit with you & you pester me constantly i draw and you’re there you push past the blare of bass when i’m 45 deep into a playlist you make the hottest showers cold and there is no permanent solution you… Read on
Look at their eyes They’re staring back at you On the verge of tears Afraid their blood will smear, the cement Black, more than a color It’s a feeling, a lifestyle; a target They’ve picked on the pigmentation that picked and plucked, till their hands bled Was it really centuries ago? Those Brown Eyes Never… Read on
This endless sea of days, Looms large in my gaze. Undeniably forbidden, I try to make plans unbidden. Not by law or legislation, This treachery speaks of social defamation, The question “Are you free?” Is answered, “What else could I be?” And yet, by wish or luck, We decide to run amok, Adhere to social… Read on
Dear Coach, I don’t even know your name, But on that day, you told me to change, It was hot inside the gym that day, Sweaty bodies running without delay, Like the boys before me, I shed my shirt, But unlike them, you picked me to hurt. With barely a second thought, you yelled to… Read on
VOX ATL's Christina Norris delivers a poem that captures the current mental state of some of her peers. Read on
