Duality
By Hezekiah Featured in Little Love Stories Volume 6 Theme: Lessons on Love I’ve always owned my duality 100%. I reference my Jekyll and Hyde in numerous songs. I coined the phrase “Conscious Porn” as my own version of Yin and Yang. Funny thing about karma is, just like God, it works in mysterious ways. […]
Love As Miraculous As Natural Pearls
By Blew Kind Featured in Little Love Stories Volume 6 Theme: Lessons on Love My passion is lovely. i can charm an entire room To bring lightness and hope, But for some reason i am standing, open handed, pregnant Raising my soon to be three children. i know i am worth all the stars. All […]
Her Drowning Summer
By Sreya Chatterjee (Mumbia, India) Featured in Little Love Stories Volume 4 Theme: Crazy In Love Summer is a canvas of aromas – of fresh harvests, of ripe fruits, of scorching afternoons, of sudden siestas, of pickles, of melting asphalt, of long silent afternoons, of nocturnal flowers. Summer is a sonnet as well, composed of […]
Isn’t It A Shame
By Ben Robinson III Featured in Little Love Stories Volume 4 Theme: Crazy In Love How is it that…. Roses bleed red And violets are actually purple from listening to the sounds of doves crying It’s painful Sad yet sweet and the mark of the end Friends become lovers then become strangers occupying air in […]
Letting Go
Featured in Little Love Stories Volume 2 For years my family and I lived on the north side of Girard Avenue. The guys played ball in the street, the girls played jump rope. We played cards at Ms. Eleanor’s house. We partied at the garage on 17th and Master, purchased water ice from Ms. Bay […]
Dance With Me: A love story
by Alexis Walker Featured in Little Love Stories Volume 2 I met him in Kindergarten. He, was Jeff; tall, lanky, spiky blond hair, brown eyes, and soulful. He was cool, he wasn’t a bully or follower, nor was he the leader of the pack. Athletic and helpful, Jeff was a kid brother and a big […]
Love Loved Loving Me
By Prentice Bush Featured in Little Love Stories Volume 2 Let’s take a trip back to a little Black boy who felt ugly and uncomfortable in his skin. I was that little, Black, Gay boy. Nothing about my existence was reinforced or validated by television or by the mirror. I learned early that validation came […]
