Poetry and Art by Jamila Ouriour
"Graffiti" © Jamila Ouriour The seasoning house The seasoning house is percolating inside out, Cadavers piling in closets telling stories Each bone tells a story; each rib sieves [...]
Poem by Jamila Ouriour
Tired of the dance I pack all my things My purse My identity card A few cases of some frozen times, and I spit times I hate; novels and stories of [...]
Poem by Chris Robbins
A Dash of Red in our Blues for Alice Walker A compassionate herald of democratic womanism adds a dash of red to our blues to form the color of balance the [...]