
Featured Poet: Sarah Menefee
my friends sleep in tents
my friends sleep in tents
pitched in front of Shitty Hall
cuz they won't accept
immoral scapegoat laws
that any hater makes
a family of red tents
where revolution
dreams and awakes
spare some change
spare some change
for a homeless VET?
your spirit is near
Pirate Mike
spare some change
for a homeless VET?
your compassion echo'd
in that desperate 'vet'
nearby nearby
in the diamond night
faces faces
faces faces
go by they
are as innocent
as ripening pears
where are
the hornets
who love
them so?
are they
asleep? oh
here comes
the wind
my season
of innocence
comes in
cuz then
my loves
come to me
again
and we dance
we are born
we are born
into the eyes of
our mother
we don’t die alone
we are welcomed
into the cosmos of love
we were always in