VOX ATL teen poet Zakai Beck debuts with his poem "Human." A piece about our differences that make us all alike. We make up earth. We are Human. Read on
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managing my cold sweats and nightmares is quite a task By quite a task I mean extremely difficult, seemingly impossible, and nonetheless necessary so I split myself in two for help just to manage. I sit in my own lap, rocking in a chair a rocking chair. We sleep on a mattress on the floor… Read on
This is a disappearing act. It is strange how phone calls sound like alarms How alarms ring of tornado warnings How tornado warnings mirror evacuation sirens. I am often victim to surround sound. Resounds like high-frequency tinnitus It penetrates Rattles my bones. Pans and echoes until my palms are molded to my ears. What do… Read on
y’all think God would take me to heaven tonight? and keep me safe for a week? and then let me back down. do y’all think God would do my greedy ass one more favor? cause I’m in that kinda pain that you can’t sleep off, I’m in that pain you can only sleep on– but… Read on
I feel like that box cutter has legs It moved from pocket to nightstand yesterday I’ll take it back to work tomorrow Yesterday my chest felt like anchors And there was nothing to drown me in I told a girl I loved her and the sky turned black Started falling. Turned into fog and crept… Read on
If my math is correct then if I write a thousand poems in my head the moment I think about killing myself then the thought cancels out. this is an equation I never show my work for the kind of math I do doesn’t often have proofs I just do as I am told. I… Read on
