A Feast Fit For a King by Ismah Ahmad

How juicy, how sweet, this tender morsel that I eat. How filling, how chewy, each bite of this fatty meat. How it screamed, How it begged. But here I am, enjoying this meaty leg, and sipping on the finest wines, and snacking on goose eggs. They said...

The Woeful Ballad of Invisible Girl by Ismah Ahmad

There once lived a girl with superhuman powers, But this girl did not shoot lasers or climb up towers. Instead, this girl’s blessed traits, Were that she could turn invisible, and lift heavy crates. No one could see her, No one wanted to be her. So...

Cupid’s Bow – Joel Everett

Your Cupid’s bow arched upwards falls slowly like blossom – pink the giggle recedes with my layman’s share. Divine laughter Eros, comes to its end; and Atlas loosens his grip. You look now upon humility with one beaded eye – a seeing stone. The...

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