VOX alum Caliph Riley III shares a poem from his new book, “Tongue The Trigga.”
This week’s VOX Teen Poetry piece comes from Avanti who asks, “If purity is crushed so easily, Are there any good souls left in this world?”
“When I have a daughter I will teach her, her importance and her worth, And that she has every right to hold any field on the face of the earth”
VOX contributor Alia Samone’s latest poem reminds us of Billie Holliday’s haunting song.
Our Atlanta Word Works team showed up and showed out at the 2017 Brave New Voices Grand Slam Finals in San Francisco.
“I don’t know whether I chose to do poetry, more so than I was just writing, and it just turned into this. But I love it, and I never want to stop.” – Tia, 17
Dear Self, When you stand in front of a mirror, your hands slide over your skin. Your fingernails never dig into your flesh, but make no mistake. You have never been gentle, and you spend this time ripping yourself apart. You pinch at your belly, and watch until the red marks of your fingers fade […]
This poem is for the broken combs and blue magic For pink lotion and just for me texturizers I sat for 5 hours In a hot salon that smelled of crack conditioner and oil sheen There is where I learned that I defy gravity I learned that finger waves make your hair grow And essential […]
But I do know that you’re the water I won’t pour
No need to water the plants of a world that’s so crossed
I have no way to run now, so together we’re lost.
I was supposed to be a fly on the wall
Just an unbiased observer
But when the chants turn gospels
And the streets of Atlanta turn to holy
You must become congregation…