PO' Poets
A New Day
By: AudreyCandyCorn aka SistahSaveASoul
A new day
I didn't think that I would ever
Get the opportunity to see this day come ...
well actually a part of me could see it
wished for it and longed for the opportunity
if the stars were aligned .
Love Letter to Deecolonize Academy
By: Tiburcio Garcia
Building on Poor Magazine’s Poverty Scholarship In The Community
By Leroy F. Moore Jr.
The story of a girl who thought she had nobody- First Nations Mama Poetry Series on Depression
Fourth of July in City Terrace
At Herbert Circle the view reaches from Eastside to San Pedro, from the Chicano Alps to shores of the North Pacific.
People hurry here from carne asada and weenie grills to huddle in the middle of the street.
To seize from the holiday a way of seeing themselves in their own light.
In anticipation for darkness to come rushing, for the show to begin,
I was early to stand among the crowd.
Following the first explosion from an artillery shell others take flight.
In an instant, night is set on fire.
Blossom
Let it blossom
A Grieving Mother June 16 2018
Words. What exactly are the purpose of words?
10 years 2007-2017 The Best of Krip-Hop Nation. Happy B. Day KHN
Press Release
January/2017
Krip-Hop Nation Tenth Anniversary CD Leroy F. Moore Jr.
Kayla Cooking Their Final Meal For the Community (Poem for Kayla Moore)
You smell that
But it’s not ready
