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Spring - Summer 2013 Features 

Luna Phoenix :is versatile woman , a gifted poet  , writer , painter , graphic artist , web designer ,activist and much much more  .Her works are cathartic , raw, and most of all reflections of her care-freespirit.



‎"Your mom told me to make sure I tucked you in real good "
and so it continued

many bloody sheets and pillow muffled screams later
I tried for help, again.
Only to be made the reason for it's occurance , 
and have my world turn black.

With a reputation to maintain, she was not willing to stand against the police man's son
So I was was dismissed.
Brushed of as if I was solely looking for the attention missing from my absentee father.
That claim, my mother was too willing to make.

I was marked as a fish tale teller, not to be believed,
To those who may have noticed or questioned the bruises and silence, painted a liar.

So I became one.

I painted a crayon smile on my face,
covered the cuts carved into my flesh in attempt to feel,
... something.

I hid the bottles of over the counter pain medication I swallowed in large doses, just to fall asleep.
I hid every emotion from everyone.

My notebook became my lifeline.
I would tell the grandest of lies to anyone who asked,
and worst of all, myself.
If you know me, you know the lie...

I am fine, just tired
Luna Soolay



Only by Moon's light -charcoal by Luna Soolay 


Tin foil painting ...





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Vensan Kamberk :is a self employed artist-poet-seer-performer.Which he has dubbed "Suboriginal Art"His words and artwork are conscience pieces which cause the viewer-reader to ponder and reflect on their lifeand their surroundings while re-focusing on importance of humanity .

 The established order is such that 

productive slavery 
not creative freedom 
is dominating all societies 
while vested interests 
be they political, economic or religious 
are manipulating the masses. 
As a result, each person is conditioned 
to think in a certain way 
or not to think at all 
behaving accordingly 
and responding favorably 
when their subliminal strings are pulled. 
Only those individuals who fall 
through the cracks 
escape this circumstance 
however they are considered
to be anarchists.



 Let there be light

There is a lack of transparency
which makes the World affairs
absolutely dark and ugly
whistleblowers regarded highly.

Will the lights ever come on
the whole picture clearly visible,
the perception of existing reality
would that even be conceivable?.

The skillful game of deception
is called good diplomacy
an essential ingredient 
of global political reality.

The power of the brute force
will be diminishing very fast
the game of war is played digitally
on the web, with computers at last.

It is high time we lit up this play
in all clarity, look at this insanity
the vanity of power over each other
is not going to give us eternity.

We need to play the reckoning game
once we admit we are all the same
and if we wish to move any further
may it be from evil but not mother.

Nature is what is real, let us be clear
let us serve our mother, which is dear
we have had a call, it is time we hear
then we shall have no reason to fear. Vensan Kembrek



 Forbidden Angels

Stranded on an island called exile 
where the self inflicted pain 
makes the itch of longing remain 
hard to scratch, ever again!. 

As I wander on primary rocks 
searching for my maker in gratitude 
for stuffing my mind with ample thought 
and an "easy come, easy go" attitude. 

Yet I persist on demanding peace 
not with an apocalyptic struggle 
but a good old primal scream. 

I remain stretched, reaching out
for a vision uncharted in a dream
obscured but viable it might seem.

As I walk that lonely walk 
within the language of stones
up and down in rapid pace 
searching for a time, a place 
where I can ultimately face 
the choice of my own making. 

I have just enough hope to cope
with the bait at the end of my rope
as the outgoing tide 
will take away and hide 
those turbolent thoughts.

While images keep on falling 
from the corner of my eyes 
I can hear the silent cries 
of forbidden angels shedding tears 
at the sight of forsaken strangers. Vensan Kembrek



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Shareef Abdur-Rasheed : is a griot ,poet, writer, spoken word artist ,mentor , inspiring wisdom laden gentleman .Who shares his life story , gained wisdom and knowledge selflessly through his art.




 “Hate no one, no matter how much they’ve wronged you. Live humbly, no matter how wealthy you become. Think positively, no matter how hard life is. Give much, even if you’ve been given little. Keep in touch with the ones who have forgotten you, and forgive who has wronged you, and do not stop praying for the best for those you love.”- Ali bin Abi Talib (RA)


distorted concepts fill one's
mind in quick succession
flooding the brain with
grossly misguided 
truth depravation!
aborted evaluations
that were contrived to
maximize restricting
free thinking in sync with
universal balance!
instead reduced to ignorant
intolerance of truth that
existed ever since
sky was above,light of the
sun imparted warm respite
before it set to usher in
cold night.

distorted perceptions is a
manifistation of ignorance
which brings darkness
to blot out the light of

may your perception be right
compatable with guidance,

sunlight generated from love
busting through the darkness
casting away ignorant 
intolerence to truth
decending from above
powerfull vibes,tearing down
the roof that cover the lies
exposing the real prize that
darkness kept hidden from
searching spiritual eyes that 
were always seeking to
not only see and be aware
but to hear and obey the words 
they have heard the creator
say to live in the light and seek
blissfull bright eternal life!

Shareef Abdur-Rasheed,
AKA Zakir Flo,
All Rights Reserved


balled up in fetus,in doorway

go to the movies to sleep,

under bridges,in subway tunnels,

sewer subterranean dwellers

go to rikers to eat,weep?for them?

disconnected folk couldn't play

the game,no face ,no name!

in da land of democracy while

the band"Aristocracy" plays their

hit "Hipocracy" No.#1 on the charts

thanks to lovers of the art of

deception,who make an art form of

greed,so smart it became the norm,

agreed upon!

to spawn Capitalism's Capital of

wealthy "lords of the deal",while the

masses forlorn for real,for to long,have

to kneel at the alter of the "well heeled"

just to get along to scrape something

together for the next meal!

they who also got another hit song climbing

the charts,this week to #4, is the hit sensation

of the nation,

"I gotz mine,now you can go and get yours!"

Shareef Abdur-Rasheed,

AKA Zakir Flo


All Rights Reserved

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Theron Kennedy : is an artist, author, poet, song writer, former radio show host and band member.He is concentrating currently on his lifelong love for hip hop. He has self published a book entitled "Love Always Theory" available on Lu Lu and Amazon http://www.lulu.com/us/en/shop/theron-kennedy/love-always-theory/ebook/product-17365206.html 


Im in my white body 

with my cherokee blood
My black soul reminded of 
when I escaped from the hoods 
Drifting on water 
stolen from illegals
Wind from the flight 
of Jonathan Livingston Seagull
I can hear 
Robert Pirsigs motorcycle pass
I drink water 
turned wine from an outdated flask
I discuss Taoism 
with tigger and Winnie the Pooh 
as eye stare at the stars 
on my back in a canoe









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