An Ode to Late Modernity By Edmund Corrosive hands gripped an empty husk, teasing it apart with instrumental precision. Clockwork eyes...

From Ear to Eye to Mouth Ellora Sen Artwork by Luna Bongers If my ear were a gateway, I’d welcome you to step into my mind. To see all...

Lost train I have lost track You have held me back I am a disrupted train alongside the railroad But don't worry, no passengers present,...

It’s a strange time A time in which, doors are shut and curtains are closed A time in which, screaming thoughts are silenced by but one...

Hope Today I spoke to the sun She understood me She ensured me to remind Remind myself that everything Everything will be okay After all...

Dirty men There are dirty men around the world Ones that desire a secret thought They think They imagine They express They disturb They...

Excuse me, I might be second place, but a podium finish is worth the acknowledgement. Silver may not be its weight in gold but a bit of...

Sometimes Sometimes I wonder Is this it? Sometimes I wonder This is it Sometimes I wonder Nothing at all Sometimes I wonder What if you...

Ocean Blue The colour of the long lost waves Waves that have seen faces in unknown places Every face tells a hidden story, a hidden truth...

Sunflowers When we feel the sun We feel the same We are together in that spark of light It is a comforting thought not to be alone I...

A poem by the winner of the Chug 'n Write: Boris Simonse Black The void of abundance Plenty with lack Rich with empty Absent with...

I feel your touch in the wind, But you blow past me. I hear your name in the rain, But you fall past me. I see your face in the clouds,...