by Marah McCarty she is quiet within her skin,although there is no definition for demureness in the Garden.she does not need to be courageous,feel the adversity which make women stagnate toGod’s greater plan.she is supple and pink,a canvas of the most impractical womanand mankind’s most perfect.he is robust, with large…
by Josh Medsker (A note on the text: This text was taken from Adolf Hitler’s notorious book, “Mein Kampf.” This poem and the others in the series are all found poems. The words do not belong to me, but their current order is my own. –JM) FROM—LOVE POEMS I FOUND…
By Josh Medsker I am on stage with Patti Smith. Kasama ko paglalaro ng gitara. I can’t hear what she’s saying, ngunit siya flapping sa paligid ang kanyang mga arm, at ang aking gitara is just throwing out waves of feedback. Ito tran…
By Josh Medsker Something is always lost, between the time you see a leaf and when you decide to write about it.