On My Way Out
On My Way Out by Nixlot E. Dameus Philadelphia More talents than crime but it's all being wasted like gas leaking in a Ford truck Philadelphia A pit bull Misunderstood like a baby’s babble If only I was raised with…
Until the Sun Goes Down
Until the Sun Goes Down by Lamisha Watson Mr. Stan always washes his car. All summer he’ll wash the car cut the grass sit on his porch sip his sweet tea. “Hi, young lady, how was your day?” He’ll sit…
I’m Still Here
I'm Still Here by Chezborn Jessop I am fourteen with a couple of choices Grow up now or worry later Thoughts that never faded Money worries I'm not even working Family worries I'm not the one providing Where would I…
The Concrete Jungle
The Concrete Jungle by Da'Jai Saunders We were built for one and one reason only. Confinement. Drugs placed. And nowhere to place the plates. But that was outside 27th street inside it was the total opposite. Warmth and loving while…