Category Poetry

Teal Cup

Dark-skinned Haitian woman holding a tall teal tea cup beside a mahogany table filled with apples, tangerines, pomegranates, cinnamon, ginger, and honey, with autumn leaves and a Caribbean landscape beyond the window.

In “Teal Cup,” Jerrice Baptiste weaves autumn, memory, and Haitian identity into a tender reflection on longing, gratitude, and the comforting rituals that connect us to home and family.

Forgetting the Ashes

Photo by Olga Subach on Unsplash

NOTE: Written by Jerrice in our Friday, 40-minute, Flow-State Writing Session on September 12, 2025 Crumbling towers flashed in front of me. They becamefine sand. The air was thick with ashes, in shades of grey.For months, the first responders choked with dust.…

The Storm Within

Ishita Nigam Crawlers

I have published two novels on Kindle, The Black Flames and The Flames Turn White. This poem is from my latest poetry collection 'crawlers,' the first instalment of an ongoing series.

A Trade

A Trade, poetry by Max Vandersteen

Liken me to any of the many men
who have left the playing field,
luckier than some
at the outcome
when the recap is revealed.