Emotional as in congratulations, mental illness runs in the family. Also, coronary heart disease.Read More
i see trees falling as they cannot ground/roots can’t hold onto anything /that would give them stabilityRead More
Poems by Inky Lee.
I knew of an asian man. His body was small and he was going blind. He quit his office job and was training to become a masseur – to see with his hands while his eyes cease to see. He was a devout christian and was known to pray for many hours every day. People called him a holy man. One time, I went to his place to get a massage. After the massage, he prayed for me. As I was about to leave, he smirked and told me to never bring a black man home because that would make my mother go into a long fast.Read More
I sit here- writing this while the sound checks for a festival in Victoria Park sound out. It is like 1, 2, 3- 3 ch’ ch’. I sit here writing this while my childhood best friend is preparing to play at this festival- I will be able to hear him from my window.Read More
A new poem by Samantha Bohatsch.Read More
The following selection of poems was written between March and June 2020, kindled by my personal experience with unwanted gestation during quarantine.Read More
this body never existed for your dick my skin does not expect your desperate touch a pussy built to feel warm desirable love every femme is meant to be…Read More