Category: Poetry
By Dani Ferebee An apple a day keeps the bad grades away It turns the clouds into a bright, sunny day I want good grades, you know my stance On the the statue named Monstrance ...
The greenery is so bright it’s yellow. Like the sunlight can’t make up its mind. On the clearest days, all that can be seen is gold. So pure in itself nothing that can taint its ...
A poem by Danielle Ferebee Pacing back and forward, a loud pounding in my head Sighing, crying, lying wide awake in my unmade bed The totality of a single moment, lasts an entire lifetime Page ...
A poem by Danielle Ferebee What should be delicious liquid gold Is crusty, solid, and bitterly cold The currency at which we trade our souls Buys us nothing of value, not even food over hot ...
In the name of progress… Family is only family in regards to cost-effective plans— On the various platforms like Netflix and Hulu , Family is no longer about who is sitting near you—At the dining ...
it seems an infinite back-and-forthwhere we leech off of her lifesince the moment of our birthwe cry out and plunge our knives we emerge from her weary wombto turn around and stab her throughwe look ...