Joshua Michael Stewart
BREAK EVERY STRING
ellen dore watson
jazz langston hughes
michael earl criag
November 2, 2016
October 25, 2016
October 24, 2016
May 17, 2016
Where the plows can’t reach
snow crusts brick tenements in
a black-and-white photograph.
Outside the apartments
streetlamps glow like twin moons,
as if belonging to another solar system,
one where Billie Holiday didn’t die.
Still, the thin blade of her voice
May 16, 2016
May 15, 2016
January 28, 2015
July 14, 2014
One of my favorite poems. Enjoy!
You could say I rode a tall horse.
You could say I rode a long black horse.
In reality I'd never even touched a horse.
I drove by them all the time.
Horses loose in pastures;
horses tied to fences, to trees;
July 7, 2014
Interview with poet, Dean Young
July 2, 2014
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