Poetry

If we listen to each other under the glow of love, that light will explode into a rainbow of colours.

3 Sad Poems by Ausia R

Some call me a writer or a poet. I call myself a word crafter.

Writing desire as resistance with Trans/gressive Writers’ Workshop

Being Christian and Gay leaves me feeling alone

A poem lamenting old age allows me to remember and asks a question

An angry conversation with God

Even the best caretaker cannot arrest the thief called Alzheimer’s

Kinship with a stranger, without saying a word

A poem about what “trauma-informed” should actually mean.

A poem about wanting

Voices ask you to rebrand, desist, forget who you are

I remain unbowed

We burn bright

Squeezed all sweaty into your palm

Girl in White, Girl in Red: a wedding melody in poetry

Twenty-five years of progress — and regress — and more guns

From Whitman to Dickinson to now

As the Christmas Season arrives, I reflect on my husband and our love

A ballad inspired by Shakespeare’s Sonnet XXXVI

An English sonnet inspired by Shakespeare’s Sonnet XXXIV

A poem about fighting for equal rights for all the communities that make up my identity.

An exploration of desire and connection; moments of vulnerability and intimacy.

Thinking about my husband’s death and now, more often, my own