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US military planning for divided Gaza with ‘green zone’ secured by international and Israeli troops
The US is planning for the long-term division of Gaza into a “green zone” under Israeli and international military control, where reconstruction would start, and a “red zone” to be left in ruins.
By AHMED KAZEKA3 months ago in Poets
Summoning
I am at his beck and call. Says it’s him or not at all. Bending at the knee I fall Eyes wide open, looking up Sweating, waiting to disrupt
By Melrose3 months ago in Poets
“How the Sky Forgets to End”
I have walked through different seasons, each speaking in its own way— rain that quietly said sorry, wind that took my name away.
By Emily3 months ago in Poets
ONE FRAME AT A TIME
Frame 1: The First Light A hush before the morning speaks, Soft breath of dawn between the peaks. A trembling world of silver hue,
By charles chaiko3 months ago in Poets
Spirals Downhill
It all starts with the mistaken belief (sorry Hank, but not that much) that anyone wants to read anything I write. The spirals downhill from there.
By Paul Stewart3 months ago in Poets
The Mirror Cycle (Poetry)
I. The Mirror Isn’t Me (Philosophical — AABB) . I look into the mirror’s face, A quiet, silver, borrowed space. It copies me without a sound,
By Peter Thwing - Host of the FST Podcast3 months ago in Poets
1 Year Later - I've Made It, No You Have - No I Have , No You, Truly You
Okay, you know what " I" am going to say right, that without, you, it couldn't have been possible! Without the things you have done, life isn't the way it was, and I will just have to say - trust and believe.
By 365poetry3 months ago in Poets
Exhausted in Technicolor
I am tired in ways the sun can never warm, bones humming like streetlights that never turn off. They call it resilience and strength
By Cadma3 months ago in Poets
Born too late
I was born twenty years too late to save a woman already unraveling. the apparent and ignored firestorm I came into the world a decade after the warning signs,
By Cadma3 months ago in Poets
blood on my brain. Top Story - November 2025.
there's a line a few in fact that i forget the relevance so resolute in my affliction i take a moment turn it into a lifetime
By Paul Stewart3 months ago in Poets
My Brain
I speak in rhymes and mysteries Because that’s how I think My brain shittles riddles because it titillates my neurons It is how I do my best to get along in this world
By Atomic Historian3 months ago in Poets
Psychedelic 😵‍💫 World by Rikki La Rouge
Psychedelic World is my first poetry book before Scenery of Society which would come years later. With this book I tried to get it published I sent it to all of the major publishers out there for example penguin publishing. There are two versions one is in English and the other one is written in Spanish. I did the illustrations for the work myself and it is true to the book being that it is a psychedelic drawing. I can’t explain the meaning of the drawing other than that it’s just cool and a snapshot of the machinations of my mind.
By Revista XCI by Rikki La Rouge 3 months ago in Poets