As tears fell
To trespass into depression,
A transgression unto itself,
For this heart bleeds out,
Into pools of indifference,
And imbues thoughts
with discernment,
On nothing more than fate
And splashes the mind,
This pity that awaits,
Rides these constant storms
Of self-destructive torrents
That dissolves the soul
And releases self
Back into obscurity.
Mary Angela Nangini's poems celebrate the richness of life and love. From the city to cottage-country and the roads in between, Nangini explores the changing seasons of her varied region. (This book will soon be reprinted in hard cover.)
Still Living on my Feet is the follow up to Tichaona Chinyelu’s first book, In the Whirlwind, which was rooted in a sense of hard-hitting revolutionary black love. However, in this sophomore effort, Tichaona brings the revolutionary essence from deep
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