Gnashing Teeth Publishing

| words that get in your teeth

by Poetry Slay

They stormed the building,

but no one stopped them,

bent on the lies their leader keeps on feeding them,

as they reeked with determination to overturn the results.

No one was hurt,

not a single bullet or tear gas went their way;

it was a violent protest,

yet they treated it as though it was a tea party,

but none of them were a George Floyd or Breonna Taylor,

it was evident, white supremacy at its best;

as they continue to rely on the lies their leader continues to feed them.

young woman with red hair smiling at the camera with a white paper umbrella behind her

like pretty tulips by linda m. crate

everything has been hard and heavy, as of late; in my world and the world at large— so yesterday i was drinking in small wonders like pretty tulips dancing out

What I Can Offer You by Rich Orloff

I cannot fix your pain I cannot solve your problem I can’t prevent the sorrow you’re feeling Or even guarantee I’ll make you smile However, because I’ve known Joy embracing

by Natalye Childress

*this poem is in .jpg to preserve formatting *this is the unformatted text of the poem after rainer maria rilke you, the poet, have become world weary, word-wrought. and god

guy with a dark beard and moustache wearing a black graphic tee

Orchards of Udders by Jon Wesick

dripped on the blanket while air rustled tamarind trees. Chekhov drank a Thai iced tea and plummeted out of this poem. A flock of circles twittered in the hacksaw bushes

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