Calling poets to a greater role in public life and fostering a national network of socially engaged poets.
By Melissa Tuckey Unable to sleep, the blankets wrapped in waves, waves as tall as dreams, the dream world trying to make sense
Unable to sleep, the blankets wrapped in waves, waves as tall as dreams, the dream world trying to make sense
By Melissa Tuckey A roadside bomb is planted in every chest I was a pea sized fist in the dirt of a man who had half your brains
A roadside bomb is planted in every chest I was a pea sized fist in the dirt of a man who had half your brains
By Melissa Tuckey Two slight young women-- the smaller one reaches for hands
Two slight young women-- the smaller one reaches for hands