Jose Hernandez Diaz's new book, Portrait of an Artist as a Brown Man proudly displayed with my grandkids' clay figurines.

Addiction by Major Jackson - Poems | Academy of American Poets ⁦Academy of American Poets⁩ poets.org/poem/addiction

Sometimes when I listen to my dad’s generation talk about how they were ‘equal’ ‘partners’ in ‘parenting’, I start laughing and I cannot stop. I just cannot stop laughing at my frenemies who think a man is a hero if he changes a diaper

Bravo!

CONGRATULATIONS!

halfandone.com/1947-the-year-… my sestina was just published Camye Sarrett RobertAllenPoet aiman

from Half and One We’re thrilled to let you know that your beautiful piece is now up for publication on our website! It’s an honor to feature your work—your lyrical weaving of memory, history, and emotion is deeply moving.

He must be watching over my shoulder

I wish I could have saved her.

slow moving cold front

It could be separation by death or by separation in life. A shocker.

So artful!!

Gorgeous in its brevity and meaning!

Thanks for this amazing snippet

Rochelle J. Shapiro Camye Sarrett aiman That's outstanding, thanks for sharing it.

So glad you brought this to my notice.

WOW

THANK YOU, Angela. The process of sending in work is so challenging that it is great to have support.

Said, I did mean to show you my poem. Thanks. Best, Rochelle

Rochelle J. Shapiro Evocative poem— so much perfume and music amidst the sorrow.