Poetry from J.J. Campbell

Middle aged white man with a beard standing in a bedroom with posters on the walls
J.J. Campbell

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turn down the lights
 

these are the nights

i should drink myself

to death

 

that's the problem with

starting out drinking

at a young age

 

it takes so damn much

anymore to even get

close to the end

 

it ain't worth it

 

play some music

 

turn down the lights

 

remember the last one

that ever wanted to

kiss you

 

if she only had a way

to get out of that shitty

marriage

 

who knows

 

soon the scotch will

switch to gin

 

that is what the inner

child likes to call

torture

 

iron sharpens iron

 

the shotgun in the

corner has dust on it

 

i suppose that says

more than even i

believe it does
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all hope is lost
 

there is a darkness around me

some days

 

a pain that lingers in the background

like an awkward kid at the prom

 

but as that pain lingers

especially as i have grown

older

 

every fucking twist and turn

 

the poems start to be written

in blood

 

all hope is lost in a fucking

sewer miles away

 

no one ever loved me and

i am painfully aware of it

 

on most days, i don't even

bother to fight off the demons

anymore

 

what's the point

 

death has been on my mind

for over forty fucking years

now

 

longer than some of my friends

ever lived

 

will it be a mirror or a spoon

 

laughing at the moon or loading

the bullets into a homemade gun

 

i still hide the knives in the bushes

just for old times' sake

 

last time anyone actually cared
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not your blood
 

trembling hands

covered in blood

 

not your blood

 

love rushes in

when reality

fades away

 

a final breath

amid chaos

and mayhem

 

you always knew

he wanted death

to be one hell of

a story to tell
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eyes that would haunt a ghost
 

broken neon scattered

across the sky in another

one of my broken dreams

 

she always has brown hair

brown skin, a great ass

and eyes that would haunt

a ghost

 

somehow, she is in love

with me, an overweight

poet with a wicked tongue

 

if you know what i mean

 

hand in hand in the rain

 

laughing at nothing at all

 

her kisses are like a lovers

lament

 

often, she will try to kill

me in these dreams

 

on a rare night, we make

love in a parking lot

outside of some shitty

bar

 

i had a friend ask me

if i ever was in love

 

i told her your guess

is as good as mine
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welcome to love with a poet
 

she tasted like cherry cream soda

 

curves in all the right places

 

how much is this going to cost me

 

well, eventually your life

 

she showed her hand, hoping

for a ring

 

i was fresh out of ideas and excuses

to say no

 

i put a rubber band on her ring finger

 

she laughed

 

i said welcome to love with a poet

 

we might have lasted another month

or so

 

eventually, the laughs were glasses

being thrown against walls

 

fists into bricks

 

you know

 

the typical white trash utopia break

up shit on a saturday night in the sticks

 

i still think of her

 

i still have the scars


J.J. Campbell (1976 - ?) is slowly dying in the suburbs, realizing that the story only gets sadder from here. He's been widely published over the years, most recently at Mad Swirl, Horror Sleaze Trash, The Beatnik Cowboy, The Rye Whiskey Review and Disturb the Universe Magazine. His most recent chapbook, Altered States of The Unflinching Souls, with Casey Renee Kiser, was published in August. You can find him most days on his mildly entertaining blog, evil delights. (https://evildelights.blogspot.com)

Poetry from Eva Lianou Petropolou

Headshot of a light skinned woman with pink lips and a blue scarf and short dark hair.

Are you free

It is not about country or religion

It is not about who are you

Or who I am

It is not about your experience

It is not about who you like or not

It is all about injustice

Unknown person behind the curtains that take decisions

It is all about manipulation and violence

It is all about no ethics

People want to earn money fast

It is all about a fake world

And if you do not stay soft ..

If you don’t keep the inner child

your soul will be lost….

EVA Petropoulou Eva Lianou Petropoulou

Eva Lianou Petropoulou (Greece)

She is an awarded author and poet from Greece with more than 25 years in the literary field published more that 10 books. Her poems are translated in more than 25 languages. She is President of creativity and art of Mil Mentes Por Mexico Association. She represents Greece as a media partner and is a member of IAE India. She’s part of the Global Federation of Leadership and High Intelligence A.C. and an official candidate for the Nobel Peace Prize. She is a World Ambassador of the International Academy of Ethics in India and an Ambassador of Group Poetry as well as a member of several literary groups.

Essay from Rakhimjonova Mashhura

CHILDREN WITH DISABILITIES ARE IN THE RANGE OF CHILDREN WITH UNLIMITED OPPORTUNITIES

Namangan State Pedagogical Institute

A student of the 3rd stage of preschool education

E-mail: rahimjanovamashhura7@gmail.com

Phone: +998940281026

Annotation: In this article, children with disabilities in New Uzbekistan have been included in the ranks of children with unlimited opportunities, not limited opportunities. In our country, the priority tasks for children with disabilities have been determined at the first level of the state policy regarding youth. Priority tasks created for children with disabilities in Uzbekistan’s preschool education organizations, innovative approach, integrated education and training results are described in detail.

Key words: inclusive education, integrated education, innovative approach, children with disabilities, concept.

ENTER

In the new renaissance period of new Uzbekistan, all reforms in the education system are showing their results and creating a new ground for the future of our people. In particular, inclusive education has become an urgent issue today. The priority tasks of the President in the state policies related to youth include further improvement of the quality of education and training for children with disabilities, and continuous monitoring of medical procedures. Among these priorities are the President’s concept of development of inclusive education in the public education system in 2020-2025, [1] by the decision of the Cabinet of Ministers for pre-school and school education “Education of children with special educational needs on measures to improve the organization and rehabilitation system” dated January 25, 2024 No. 46 was signed. [2]

It is no exaggeration to say that the introduction of the concept of inclusive education for the first time in our General Assembly – our new Constitution was one of the biggest changes in the field of inclusive education. That is, in accordance with the revision of the New Constitution, in the second section, the ninth chapter, article 50: “Inclusive education and training is provided for children with special educational needs in educational organizations.” [3]

According to the data, as of last year, about 710,000 persons with disabilities were registered in our country. They live in different regions of our country, under different conditions. The saddest thing is that only 10% of them have higher education. How many disabled youth are not covered by education… In general, if you go inside the system, there are many problems waiting to be solved. If we look at the history of the world, the world-famous composer Beethoven was congenitally disabled, and Franklin Roosevelt, who was elected president of the USA four times, suffered from polio. The famous English writer John Milton became blind at the age of 43, and yet he created his masterpiece – Paradise Lost. [4] In general, there is no point in enumerating such examples. You say that it all depends on the person himself. But the formation and development of everything depends to some extent on the environment in society.

                      LITERATURE ANALYSIS AND METHODOLOGY

Children with disabilities are mentally, physically and mentally disabled  may be unhealthy, but not limited from the possibility of study and education. When children with disabilities learn mentally, spiritually, and physically with children in a preschool education organization, the human value of disabled children is firstly undermined. can reach Why is the number of children with disabilities increasing? 

  •  The state on the introduction of inclusive education in many countries 

that it is not recorded in regulatory documents; 

  • Negative attitude towards disabled children:
  • the problem of invisibility of children with disabilities in society; 
  • The problem of children with disabilities not appearing in MTT; 

 Financial problems:

  • Adaptation of the educational organization; 
  •  The large number of children in the preschool education organization; 
  •   Poverty, dependence of disabled children on others; 
  •  Emergencies, conflicts, refugees, personnel issues and problems.[4]

A legitimate question arises as to why the opportunity is limited  should children be involved in the inclusive education system? What is the need to solve the above arguments and move to an inclusive education system? Indeed, it is not easy to solve the problems facing this educational system. But there are many advantages of this education system, including: 

  • Inclusive education allows to get rid of poverty;
  • Inclusive education improves the quality of education for all;
  • Prevents discrimination;
  •  Inclusive education leads to more inclusiveness. [5]

CONCLUSIONS AND SUGGESTIONS

In conclusion, I would like to say that if there was no inclusive education system, children with disabilities would not be receiving education. It is necessary to support children with disabilities for their development. Because a simple negative attitude can affect a child’s psyche. Negative attitude is probably the biggest obstacle for children with special needs to receive education in the preschool education system. The essence of the problem of negative attitude is that parents, members of the community, teachers, employees of the organization, management bodies, even children with special needs are opposed and unwilling to receive education in their organizations.

The reason for this is people’s misconceptions about disabled people, the lack of information about them, the fact that disabled children grow up in a limited environment, etc. The essence of the problem of invisibility in society is that many children with special needs are often locked up by their parents. They lock them up at home and do not show them to anyone, no information about their disabled child is given during the registration process. As a result, many disabled children are deprived of participation in society. The lack of information about them leads to them not attending educational institutions. Children with disabilities are not limited to education. As future mature personnel are growing, children with disabilities will become healthier as a result of education and training.

My suggestion is that if you study the psychological characteristics of mentally and physically disabled children and organize cooperation with the family, then inclusive education will have little effect. It is only necessary to support the child in any way, to encourage him, to create all the conditions for him to be able to show his talent.

 List of reference literature:

  1. The concept of development of inclusive education in the public education system in 2020-2025.
  2. Decision No. 46 of January 25, 2024 “On measures to improve the system of education and rehabilitation of children with special educational needs”.
  3. https://yuz.uz//news website materials.
  4. “Fundamentals of inclusive education” Instructional manual. Urganch. 2020.
  5. Rs. Shomakhmudova, “Special and inclusive education, international and national experiences” – educational methodical guide. Tashkent 2011.

Poetry from Otteri Selvakumar

This Is Not A Question

No more words

No more worries

No for silence…

I want silence

About with me and you

What happened with

About your unless speak

So I want

No worries

About no more words

Did you get angry?

I’m sorry about…

Now my 

More questions

Is there for you

I don’t ask for….now

About my word’s

About with I love your

Inner peace …

That’s what

 I’m doing fine with me

Anyway anything

Wrong about you?

This is not a question

Peace of my answer’s 

For you and yours…

+ Otteri Selva Kumar

India 

Poetry from Doug Holder

Listening to Etta James sing “At Last”

At last

The discordant threads

Will be woven.

The tattered

Will be tangled

Into each other….

And the moon

Will finally bust

And burst

Through the nocturnal

Sky

And the black birds

Will suddenly sing

And fly.

What you have seen

Will finally be seen.

What has slipped

Through your spidery fingers

Will now stick to you….

And the universe

Will envelop

You.

Doug Holder is a poet living in Somerville, Mass. His work has appeared in the Worcester Review, The Lowell Review, Constellations, Lilipoh, Caesura and others. He is on the board of directors of the New England Poetry Club.

Board of Directors of the New England Poetry Club

Boston Area Small Press and Poetry Scene   http://dougholder.blogspot.com

Ibbetson Street Press  http://www.ibbetsonpress.com

Poet to Poet/Writer to Writer  http://www.poettopoetwritertowriter.blogspot.com

Doug Holder CV http://www.dougholderresume.blogspot.com

Doug Holder’s Columns in The Somerville Timeshttps://www.thesomervilletimes.com/?s=%22Doug+Holder%22&x=0&y=0

Doug Holder’s collection at the Internet Archive  https://archive.org/details/@dougholder

Essay from Jacques Fleury

Young adult Black man with short shaved hair, a big smile, and a suit and purple tie.
Jacques Fleury

“Spiritual Pulse” Letter from Churchgoer Per the Request of a Local Pastor

By Jacques Fleury

Local Pastor: Dear Churchgoers,
 
We live in uncertain times filled with both possibility and peril, not to mention the daily joys and challenges of living. What are your hopes, dreams and fears in [sic] this moment? What are the urgent spiritual, moral, ethical, and religious questions that are on your hearts as we face these turbulent times? Your questions also help me take the “spiritual pulse” of our congregation, and they inform my preaching throughout the year.

Churchgoer’s reply to Pastor’s request:

I attended this Sunday’s service and although I spoke to the Reverend about how much I “felt” his sermon in the viscera of my soul, which left me in a haze of joy, I did not get a chance to tell him how much I enjoyed the singing and piano playing and how it blended harmoniously with the his sermon on being “grounded” through deep penetrating “roots” of the spirit.

The choir sounded ethereal, as a creative, I felt like I was in one of my lofty literary dreams, as doves and butterflies flutter around me in some, as we say in French “Île de la Cité” akin to Elysian Fields …in some island paradise.

First and foremost, I want to offer a snippet about my origins. I am from the island of Hispaniola, as it was re-named by notorious colonial era usurper Christopher Columbus or Hayti (meaning mountainous land) as it was originally named by the indigenous Native American Indians, I have not been there since I left to study abroad with my parents in America when I’d just completed the 7th grade in an exclusive, strict and abusive catholic school near the Haitian White House called Frere Andre or “Brother Andre” in English. My father had U.S. Residence & mercantile status as a business owner hence he lived in both America and in Port-au-Prince, Haiti, where his retail store was located adjacent to the then Versace storefront in the bustling sunny city.

Both he and mom owned businesses so they both travelled back-and- forth which meant sometimes I had to live in other parts of the world. At times I stayed with my paternal grandmother, who was biracial, my paternal great grandfather was a “white” man from France, hence explaining the reasons why my DNA tests on Ancestry dot com reveals Euro-Afro-Haitian ancestry since I’m also a descendent of enslaved West Africans brought to Haiti by the French for the purpose of cultivating and harvesting a then prosperous island replete with natural resources. Bauxite (aluminum ore), copper, calcium carbonate, gold, and marble were the most extensively extracted minerals in Haiti. Once the richest colony in the world, Saint Domingue (Haiti) was a leader in the production of sugar, coffee, indigo, cacao, and cotton.

I have published four books thus far and in all my books you’ll soon find out that Hayti, or St. Domingue/Santo Domingo or Haiti, as it is now called, and its people are NOT defined by “misery and hardship” as the mostly North American mainstream media would have you believe.

In the impassioned pages of my books, you will find stories of beauty, joy, resiliency and its revolutionary marker as the First Black Republic in the world and it was money from the then prosperous island that France used to supplement the American Revolution and Haitians also came to fight America’s fight against the British for independence for which they are memorialized in Savannah, Georgia. “The largest unit of soldiers of African descent who fought in the American Revolution was the brave “Les Chasseurs Volontaires de Saint Domingue from Haiti. This regiment consisted of free men who volunteered for a campaign to capture Savannah from the British in 1779” according to Contemporary Monuments to the Slave Past. The island constituted 70% percent of France’s economy, which is why they fought so hard to uphold the system of slavery and keep the country under French rule.

Now that I’ve said a bit about myself to provide some interpersonal context, here are my questions; which will be listed in two parts.

Painting of a staircase with "One Love" painted in pink on the green steps.

Part I.

I spent my early primary schooling in catholic school up the 7th grade when my father sent me to study in the States. I was physically and psychologically abused by the “Brothers” in my school, which has damaged my sense of self-worth and trust in “any” religious organization.

Q. How do you propose healing these immanent wounds of yore and letting go of the anger and resentment I often wrestle with daily and be able to keep my heart “open” to the love and light from a Higher Power, or Universal life Force Energy, God, or Allah whatever one chooses to call him/her/them etc…? 

Part II.

Growing up in America has also inflicted additional wounds to my already wounded heart having been labeled falsely a “Black man” when I am just “A Man” — due to the pseudoscience of eugenics and polygenesis–and considered an anomaly and the pejorative prejudice that is tethered along with that notion and practice. I try to keep an open mind and heart and try not to see the potential for more harm from those who look like the people who’d acted with prejudicial intents in the past; and who conceivably continue the atavistic practice of discrimination and dehumanization against those who look like me in the present. Particularly considering the Global Call for Social Justice and Racial Reckoning currently manifesting in America and elsewhere after collectively witnessing the public lynching of George Floyd on National Television.  All this harmful racialized hoopla triggered by the misinformation and xenophobic theoretical discrimination exalted by biased “scientists” of yore. They exalted a myriad origins of humanity and consequently separated the races into white, brown, black etc.

As you may already know, Polygenism was expressed in the seventeenth century in the work of Isaac De Peyrère (1596–1676) and by some philosophers and writers of the eighteenth-century Enlightenment. Monogenists of the eighteenth and nineteenth centuries, such as Buffon and Blumenbach, countered, arguing for the unity of the human species as ONE race: the human race.

I have written extensively about this in my book: Chain Letter To America: The One Thing You Can Do To End Racism for according over 100 years of genome research from such prestigious Universities as the likes of Stanford and Harvard, the first civilization was traced back to sub Saharan Africa 50,000 years ago, before their eventual migration to Asia, Europe and other parts of the world hence we are all geophysical representations of our African ancestors! The farther away from the equator, the lighter our skin colors and other modified traits. I wish this had been taught in high school…which would have probably prevented my negative sense of self and the ensuing feelings of “inferiority & not enoughness” which then propelled me to write my latest book: You Are Enough: The Journey to Accepting Your Authentic Self to celebrate myself just as I am!

Q: How do I reconcile the celebration of newfound racial justice “allies” and/or “accomplices” while navigating the relative continued oppression of Black Indigenous People of Color (BIPOC) in America?

Rev. I am aware that my two questions almost read more like essays, it’s just that I have NEVER been given this opportunity before…NO ONE has ever asked me about how I feel about these matters since I’ve been an American citizen or “Black” or “African (-) American” or “Haitian (-) American” citizen etc… As the ubiquitous Pulitzer Prize winning writer Toni Morrison of “Beloved” fame once said: “In this country American means white. Everybody else has to hyphenate (-).”

Thank you, Reverend, for this momentous and iconoclastic opportunity. I will treasure it always. One Love!

Silhouetted figure leaping off into the unknown with hand and leg raised. Bushes and tree in the foreground, mountains ahead. Book is green and yellow with black text and title.
Jacques Fleury’s book You Are Enough: The Journey Towards Understanding Your Authentic Self

Jacques Stanley Fleury is a Haitian-American Poet, Author and Educator. He holds an undergraduate degree in Liberal Arts and is currently pursuing graduate studies in the literary arts at Harvard University online. Once on the editing staff of The Watermark, a literary magazine at the University of Massachusetts, his first book Sparks in the Dark: A Lighter Shade of Blue, A Poetic Memoir was featured in and endorsed by the Boston Globe. His second book: It’s Always Sunrise Somewhere and Other Stories is a collection of short fictional stories dealing with the human condition as the characters navigate life’s foibles and was featured on Good Reads. His current book and hitherto magnum opus Chain Letter to America: The One Thing You Can Do to End Racism, A Collection of Essays, Fiction and Poetry Celebrating Multiculturalism explores social justice in America and his latest book, “You Are Enough: The Journey to Accepting Your Authentic Self”  along with all other previously mentioned titles are available at public libraries, The Harvard Book Store, Porter Square Books, The Grolier Bookshop, Goodreads, bookshop, Amazon etc.  His CD A Lighter Shade of Blue as a lyrics writer in collaboration with the neo-folk musical group Sweet Wednesday is available on Amazon, iTunes & Spotify to benefit Haitian charity St. Boniface.

Poetry from Robert Fleming


lost my moo after 100,000 moos

hooves prod through a squeeze shoot

freeze branded my left flank at -89o c

pierced my nostril with a metal ring

cows know who they are

don’t need no number *M899312

NOW-WOW-POW-HOLY COW

cows moo who they are

born a Jersey cow

bull keep your pizzle away from my vulva

moo Moo MOOOOOOOOOOOOVE

Red Angus’ would a cow jump over the moon?

Simmentals moo over the moon

Texas Longhorns jump hurdles

Shorthorns jump long

Charolais volt poles

Limosin jump high

Brown Swiss model for Swiss Miss

Herefords graze alfalfa

HOLSTEINS CHARGE the CORRAL

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Image of Saturn with a brown cow and calf on the left edge of its ring and a brown and white cow on the right edge.

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Black and white image of Jupiter with black and white cows on its ring.


Robert Fleming is a visual poet from Lewes, DE. He is a founding/contributing editor of Old Scratch Press and a contributing editor to the digital magazine Instant Noodles. His books are White Noir, and Con-Way in 4 in 1, #4. He is an award-winning writer and artist: 2022 San Gabriel Valley California-broadside, 2021 Best of Mad Swirl poetry; nominations: 2023 Blood Rag Poet, Delaware Press: poem: 3rd place and three mentions, and two Pushcart and two Best of the Net nominations. https://www.facebook.com/robert.fleming.5030