THE UNCONVENTIONAL COURIER

By Devika (Instagram: @my.valiant.soul) To think of my daily routine is perhaps a routine itself With charades of rituals and slow...

By Babatunde Waliyullah Adesokan (Twitter: @tunde_adesokan Instagram: @toondayatkins Facebook: tunde.w.adesokan) —Situationetik After...

By Peter Devonald (Twitter and Instagram: @petedevonald) —RED OR BLUE PILL?— skewered view of the world decades of medication shape the...

By Victoria Leigh Bennett (Twitter: @vicklbennett Website: creative-shadows.com) Or whether we are grateful for what’s given Or whether...

By Babatunde Waliyullah Adesokan (Twitter: @tunde_adesokan Instagram: @toondayatkins Facebook: tunde.w.adesokan) —Silent Home— One day...

By Indranil Ghosh (Twitter: @indraghosh314 IG: @indraghosh314) The Nonlinearity After “Margin of Silence” (1942) by Kay Sage I cannot...

By Chide (Twitter: @god_chide) i love you. i love you the way the sun loves the moon; chasing her like a spellbound lover across the sky...

By Emma McCoy (Twitter: @poetrybyemma) —Seriously dangerous religion— for Ian Provan When he was studying theology, my dad inadvertently...

By Ryan Keating (Instagram: @ryankeating77 Twitter: @keatingr) —Evading Time— Nothing is simultaneous with this poem. It happens with or...

By Samantha Terrell (Twitter: @honestypoetry Website: SamanthaTerrell.com) —Reburied Revelations— (Inspired by “Archaeologists Rebury...

By Indranil Ghosh (Twitter: @indraghosh314 IG: @indraghosh314) Inspired by ‘The Lovers II’(1928) by Rene Magritte —Are We There Yet?— Are...

By Christos Karantoniou (Fb: Καραντωνίου Χρήστος IG: chris_plebeian_kapa and childish.cartoons) —Properties— I don't have depression I...

By Leslie Cairns (Twitter: @starbucksgirly) —Family Trees— My last name Is a cairn– Yet, I am Nowhere to be Found. Slick, rocks To help...

By Nicholas Leonard Holt (Instagram: @nicholasleonardholt) 1. With weary breath, my fingers stretch, prepared to catch my wincing face....

By Alexander Etheridge Lost is the Name Lost in a silent land — or swept up by a cloud of whispers. Entire worlds left alone in deep...

By S.G. Mallet The Sixth Day of the Lunar Calendar The twin crows of heat and soul ship off, put a hand to the stone and feel equal...

By Ivan De MonBrison (Twitter: @ IvanMonBrison Instagram: @ ivandemonbrison) -I- To each day its own death But we don’t know where we are...

By Shawn Scott Smith (Twitter: @ luckycreature Website: @ luckycreature.com ) The angle of the pen falls swift on paper, Pieces of the...