Poem-a-Day

Poem-a-day

The root-tune of our being being this nightsweltering in the boybunks.

Owl-absonant sensesurround of sweatshine and moonklieg insomnia both.

The mustangy (shin-shank) clash of us hopped-up spiral-eyed on sun-tea and the sugars.

« en garde your ownself you I could kill you again easy »

Unsweet unsmotherable systole-diastole (and back again) (and so forth)

of the instigator v. the aggravoked; unbridleable-arterial

brotherbeat

of kick-poke (and pester-choke and parry) play at play.

Atsuro Riley

Previous Poems

Title	Author	Date
Slow through the Dark	Paul Laurence Dunbar	02/26/2023
Sonnet to a Negro in Harlem	Helene Johnson	02/25/2023
October Sonnet	Adrian Matejka	02/24/2023
Neoteric Kama No Sutra	Frank X Walker	02/23/2023
Boihood	Jari Bradley	02/22/2023
Self-Care	Faylita Hicks	02/21/2023
her aint even at de funeral	avery r. young	02/20/2023
Plácido’s Farewell to His Mother	Gabriel de la Concepción Valdés	02/19/2023
The Eyes of My Regret	Angelina Weld Grimké	02/18/2023
The Lose Your Mother Suite VI. “across the surface of my studied speech”	Remica Bingham-Risher	02/17/2023

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02/26/2023