Poetry

"...we’re too quick to dread and debate..."

"...the confirmation that Autumn is here ..."

Seasonal haiku...

"...the breeze that sulked before entering..."

Christine Jackson is retired and still recovering from her day job, professor of literature and creative writing at a South Florida university. She continues to clock in on a life-long night shift writing poetry.

"...Withering autumn revelations..."

"...Grandpa, you left me alone at the station..."

"...where does that leave May?.."

"...the sea of silent letters..."

"...When one is young, death isn’t an option..."

"...my childhood best friend disappeared..."

"...What are we proving?..."

"We found you..."

"...Sky crochets analogies that aren't for me..."

"...a bossy statement, and diplomatic skills..."

"Puddles like beauty spots..."

"...my ghosts are the saddest sort..."

"...I offer it candy. And a Marvel comic...."

"...just as you..."

"Running out of memories..."

"...wallpaper peeled like forgotten prayers..."

"...Is somebody there within the mirror we have inherited?..."

"... a covert financial and diplomatic deal..."

Fatimah Akanbi writes fiction and poetry. She has been writing since she was five and is currently pursuing a degree in Information Technology at the University of Ilorin.

"...something I want someone else to read..."

"...The tranquil epochs vanish..."

"Three score blackbirds alight..."

"...Sometimes I see people in the clouds..."

"...There is a storm about ethics and models..."

"...Passengers, we got a stuck door..."