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“Poetry isn’t an island, it is the bridge.
Poetry isn’t a ship, it is the lifeboat.
Poetry isn’t swimming. Poetry is water.”
― Kamand Kojouri

“Wherever you go in the next
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Be it sickroom, or prison,
or cemet’ry
Do not fear that your stay will be
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Countless souls share your fate,
you’ll have company!”
― Roman Payne, The Basement Trains: A 21st Century Poem

“I found an empty chair
and sat on it
to find myself even emptier.
I found a broken glass
and looked at it
to see my dissolved face
a little prettier
I found a steep doorway
and entered
in order to close my exit.

From the poem 'Blue Stanzas”
― Munia Khan, Beyond The Vernal Mind

“As a woman still,
without the right kind of mouth,
my tongue’s of no use.”
― Kristen Henderson, Of My Maiden Smoking

“If in poetry court she was called
to testify on matters where
I was condemned to imprisonment: parking my ego
at a broken meter, line violations, forced rhyme,
dealing stanzaics to children, shooting
off my mouth, getting cute, for even this
latest attempt at verse, she would tell the whole truth,
she would admit from the pit
of her unsung brilliance,
from all of the paintings and poems
she herself has been making
and storing in the vast empire of her
singing soul, your Honor, my daughter is guilty
of plagiarizing my cells.”
― Kristen Henderson, Drum Machine