Enjoy art and poetry from the November 2020 issue “Less than a block away from her house He’s been following me from the bar Why didn’t I pretend I lived closer Every turn signaled, speed in check, I can make it...“
The Election ‘Twas the third of November and all through the land, Not a voter was sure their slate’s win was at hand. Polls suggested that Biden was far in the
Poetry from August/September 2020 “How are you anti Black lives, covid lives, and yet Claim to be pro-life?”
Poetry and Prose: July 2020 “On this particular day, they were startled to find themselves cheek to beak, admiring the very same flower. They just smiled and laughed, and with a warm ado they hummed and buzzed away.”
Post-apocalyptic (a poem) Brandon Sullivan first performed this poem at the Drewboy Creative "Something Hopeful Please" virtual art show.
