“Darkness” by Cortney Joseph

lying in the dark, at hours past midnight i feel lost, alone. afraid.   try as I might, i can't stop myself from falling prey, trapped with the demons. they're in my head.   overwhelming worries, they overpower my faith, and I stumble as tears blind me, as strength evades, chaos ensues.

Does #YourPenWriteNice?

Hey!   Beginning today, I am opening MyPenWritesNice.com up to guest writers. A poet? Enjoy creating worlds and birthing characters in short stories? Want to share your work with an additional audience? You can have your work showcased here on MPWN. You can contact me here, or via my social medias (1, 2). Works can…

Black Publishing Power

Saw this very interesting post on instagram, and I loved it. While there is always a great time to support Black art and artists, now is one of the best times to do so. And while I am late with the discovery of the post, its never to late to share that I am a…

“Enough” by Cortney Joseph

Tears from a weary heart Fall like rain with each name spoken For the precious lives stolen day after day Without consequence or justice. Will enough ever truly be enough Will there ever be a day we wake to The news of no more bloodshed, And no more pain inflicted on us?

“A Bottle A Day” by Cortney Joseph

A bottle a day keeps the heartache away, Or so I thought I heard someone say.   Each sip reopens freshly healed wounds, drowning out good memories, clouding my mind with the pain of what will never be. Each sip leaves me clamoring for the return of a life now gone, stammering over sorrow filled…

“Dreams Of You” by Cortney Joseph

We were beneath the tree beside our house. Me in my little pink corvette, you in your yellow prowler.   We were talking big smack, passing licks and clowning around. Racing each other up and down the street until the sun went down.   Then you stood, and you smiled. Your hands rose, you began…