Everyman Atlas

Everyman Atlas     You think, “I can’t do it, what if they hate me? I think, in-utero, my mother hated me I was raped, age 4, by a janitor, keys jangling. I am wrangling back my query to the apathetic, ethnically-ambiguous 7-11 cashier, “Please, just tell me who I am!” On and on you [...]

By |2014-05-05T15:56:15-07:00May 5th, 2014|Poetry|0 Comments


Prodigal  Martyr, Predator, Loser, Whore. . . whoever is in you- gather them unto your wide heart. For ‘God loves all His creation’* (Including yours.) While you rushed out to live the good life the parts of you that weren’t good enough slipped out the back and suited up in disguises hewn of your humiliation [...]

By |2014-03-13T18:00:45-07:00March 13th, 2014|Alisha Das, Poetry|0 Comments


LoverushIt quiets, slows, and then obediently disappears- the busy, strident world- when I gaze into the ocean of your eyes. Their waves of light unclench the fist of my mind. I rise up, enter you in parts. My thoughts adrift find sanctity in your shore; while the body of my past is liberated in the [...]

By |2014-03-06T13:40:45-08:00March 6th, 2014|Poetry|0 Comments