The first thing you notice about Mykia Jovan is her voice. It’s sultry, exciting, and transportive, building its own little world that isolates you from distractions. Jovan’s voice immediately sucks you into its own reality, a place entirely consumed by music.

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Metapoesia by David Matthews requires image support

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Traditionally political and economic negotiations aim at a compromise. Unfortunately, no negotiation is possible with the basic laws of physics and chemistry and with processes in the atmosphere-ocean-cryosphere system.

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No dogs bark, no cats yowl, no pigeons
Murmur coos. My town that was lies before

Me, now a tearful city, a maze of wretched,
Windowed blocks shuttered. Midnight chimes,

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Those shoulders
were never a shelter
but once my home
when he still played and loved

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As the body was pulled from the hulk,
the arms and head broke away.
Only the boots attest to a human corpse.

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This was my second year in education, and I now realized how uneducated and uninformed the educators were about the plutocracy. This is the same plutocracy responsible for Governor Scott Walker’s Act 10 which attacked and stripped down the rights and benefits of teachers and other public-sector workers, firefighters and police excluded.

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“What is your name?”
asked the digital interviewer.
“Brahma,” the interviewee confidently responded,
expecting a flowery welcome and a spellbound band.

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Not sure
                Never Never Sure
What god would look like
Should he reappear

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everybody is too busy reading each other's minds,
appearing hundreds of miles from their bodies and
refusing to decay after death; as it is, when you
think of me, I find that I, in turn, am thinking of you.

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After their initial greetings Frank turned the subject very quickly to that of drugs, and more pertinently whether James knew of somewhere he could get him something to help this impending madness stop, a little smoke to help ease his mind off to some much-needed sleep.

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The swift banks of my memory
suppress drunken details. I hear
a dissertation embedded in the vases
of death, the abyss that rubs
my shortcomings on your chest

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Going there,
getting there
is no sin;
how you get there
maybe

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Voodoo dolls in
the age of social media
for the purpose of their
cowardly
​spiritual genocide

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