Reviews of music from global submissions, Facebook trolling, and spending time at way too many concerts.
Select pieces from our sister site High Street Disco
Read the submitted poetry by Mansu Edwards // New York City, and visit his website to learn about his book, Biscuits And Yogurt Vol. 1, that features the piece below.
I want to get out.
Strapped like I’m on death row,
Can’t move my delicate limbs.
Listening while you talk to your friends
and I’m squirming.
I think my circulation is cutting off.
You dress me fly, but push me in a wheeled carriage.
You just want to show me around.
Ignore me as I stare at things I’ve never seen before
I guess ya’ll teaching me meditation
or the opportunity to self reflect
because I won’t be able to do that
when I become an adult,
chasing people’s standards
and way of life.