RAPOETICS REPRINT: Kleptomaniac by Dawnell Harrison
Kleptomaniac Light drops from my side with a new girl screaming into the silent, rose-filled air. She loves my face and her father’s soft embrace. The baby is a kleptomaniac. She has stolen my…
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RAPOETICS REPRINT: City Life by Dawnell Harrison
City Life City life is a smattering of hooks – cars honking, street lights blinking, the crowds of cars that form a parking lot of I-5, dogs running in the streets, sheets of rain…
RANDOMLY READ POEM: Molten Lava Red by Dawnell Harrison
Molten Lava Red by Dawnell Harrison If you like this poem, Dawnell has a whole chapbook of similar poems about the color red called, “The Color Red Does Not Sleep.” The book is…