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Alone (James Swift aka Fifi Frost - Swartz, LA)

One heart, 
A solemn beat. 

Forced to walk, 
These busy streets. 

Pass by two, 
Hearts beat of love. 

My cry is sad, 
Like a dove. 

He lost his mate, 
His will to fly. 

As now I live, 
I guess I will die. 

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Pieces of Sasha Massey: #1 (Sasha Massey - Lafayette, LA)

A car ride with my man, whew... There will be times when you are convinced that your significant other is the most annoying, needy, whiny...Listen, nevermind about that. If you need confirmation that this particular human is your downfall or not, study the situation as pragmatically as possible first. Do their bills get piled onto yours? Are they adding or taking away from how you live and thrive professionally? Would your work and home life be easier without them? At what frequency daily, do you wish you could slap them with a frying pan, leaving a greasy ring in the face? (That's an extra credit one) Enough answers in one direction will present you with walking papers to hand off or a new way to not just function but live and thrive as a unit. Your careers and home life need to flow even if it means you'll be traveling extensively. Fidelity is powerful especially for those who seek their bookend in life. I'm just a mermaid on land. Always getting in too deep and kicking …

The Optimistic Candle (Louis Toliver Jr - Swartz, LA)

Knifed in the back countless times. I still get up everyday. I face what is wrong with this screwed up world, making things right, shining a little light.I refuse to live in fear.I choose to live in love.Through the darkness of humanity, I am an optimistic candle.Sometimes, when I am laying alone at night in my bed I reach behind my back and I am shocked to find my blood on my hands and the pain that goes along with it.If stab wounds were truth, I’d be dead by now.However, that ‘truth’ is just a lie because it is caused by fear.I am an optimistic candle and if I must bleed to death then I shall do it.
Have you ever been in a dark room during a storm and the lights go out? How relieved are we when we get a candle lit and it brings light to our eyes? But have you ever used one candle to light other candles and the light grows?The room seems safe because the shadows disappear and the door is visible.It takes just one candle to light a room, how many candles to light a city? I’m not reall…

Untitled (Joseph Michael Benoit - Iowa, LA)

Even if I gave you the attention that you crave still, still, still, this is how you would behave Even if I let you bury me in a deep, dark cave still, still, still, it would not be my grave. Even if I told you to change the way that you act nothing would ever change fact, fact, fact

Folly's Poem (Blake Bumpus - Lafaytte, LA)

Folly’s Poem Written by Emperor Talimai’s Fool  in the year 15 T.R.

Oh thy sweet city
built upon hills,
built upon stones and bones,
release me into the throes
of succulent bitterness
which dives and weeps upon man’s
betrothed courier
who sends messages from the moon of Zaradar,
the moon of an eternally embracing planet
circling lazily upon its star.

This land seeks to be what it shan’t be.
The empire weeps tears that aren’t forthwith,
she was laid, ripped and splayed
like a urchin ne’er do well
with honey tipped fingers.

An assassin lays waste
to those important
(thought safe)

Some are lying headless
upon amber thrones
as the whole Union shimmers
and quivers,
retching up volatile cries of retribution,

But who seeks the assassin?
Only the river hunters
of the deepest carnal forests.
They go forth with their blades,
willing their kind to slow immaculate corrosion.

a muse thrusts a knife
into the woody ashen dusk.
A young boy tries to hold her hand

Sisters (Annette Redmond Walters - Lafayette, LA)

Two little girls sitting up at night, Whispering secrets under the moon, Watching shadows in candlelight, Inhaling scents of a southern June.
Two young ladies walking in the sun, Sharing promises only they know, Chatting and laughing, making fun, Comforting each other as they grow.
Two grown women living far apart, Learning and struggling to be on their own; Each one holding the other in her heart, Both of them feeling very alone.
Two best friends home to reunite, Excitedly sharing stories of the past, Kneeling hand in hand by the firelight, Enjoying the love and making it last.