Ebony shadows gather in darkness                                     Most by swimming, some by walking                                     Gulping snakes slippery and soft                                     Wriggling fingers freed from ...

We wander into our hotel room and lay on our beds. I look out the window and notice the sun is still high up. ...

The Beige Woman, a color poem, is Adriana Philips' personal tale of living as a mixed-race woman. Can you love yourself in your own ...

            Antlers cutting through                                                 Thick dark clouds                                                 Hooves dancing upon                                                 The aurora borealis                                                 Heavy puffs of mist                                                 Escape our ...

  A swirling shell   That holds inside Beauty and bounty Under the guise Of tart apples, sweet corn, Juicy grapes, and zesty squash ...

I fall onto the ground and stifle a scream by putting a hand to my mouth. The rosy pink bird stares at me for one ...

                       Eyes bright and heart hollow                                     Flames seep out                                     Of these grinning fellows                                     Shadows abound outside                                     Ready to scare                                     ...

These beautiful corpses Decaying on the grass These once emerald symbols Of seasons now past, The fierce red The frightened yellow The accepting orange ...