Baby Hope – Kristiana Reed

My Hope poem for Free Verse Revolution 💛



Baby has been in the incubator

for a few hours.

Her skin is beginning

to soften from blue

to pink

and her tiny fingers


Baby breathes unaided

but remains wired

into the box

made of plastic

so it doesn’t shatter

like I did

when they said:

‘She has a hole

in her heart.’

At first, I wondered

if I could fix it;

as I fixed my father’s

and her father’s

with love I was taught

to give

instead of want.

Her fierce kick

soon left me


I would love

Baby Hope


I would fill her heart,

not fix it;

with compassion

and kisses,

bedtime stories

and every star wishes,

short walks

and long naps,

visits to the hospital

and paddles along the beach,

peaches and pills,

and everything else

she will need to live.

Rather than count

her birthdays.

Rather than breathe

as she blinks

or feel…

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My doorway glitters with gold, as if the sun set molten and flooded the sea and then my house to leave each surface flecked with rays and pockets of light. What I really see is your shadow shrinking but your smile still lingers in mine and your hands still hold onto mine. Everything still glistens, … Continue reading Gold

The Vale

We talked more here than at home. It was the only place I could look at you and love you timelessly.   The silence, was comfortable too. No longer punctuated with betrayal and bickering about anything, from the biscuit tin to communism.   I guess it’s all worthless now. It won’t lessen the distance or … Continue reading The Vale

Kristiana Reed Reviews We Will Not Be Silenced

My review of We Will Not Be Silenced, available now 💛


We Will Not Be Silenced is a collection of poetry, prose, essays, and art which shares the lived experience of sexual harassment and sexual assault. It has been pieced together and pioneered by four incredible, courageous women who, in telling their truth, have a raised a chorus of ninety-one other writers and artists. Austin, Daquin, Finch, and Ray have undoubtedly created more than a piece of art. They have blown wind into the sails of change and made a stand which has already altered the lives of many.

We Will Not be Silenced, as the title suggests, paves the way for silence to be shattered. Shame and stigma in society have taught a lesson of ‘stay quiet because no one will believe you’, for too long. The stories in this collection, although difficult to read at times, teach new lessons. Lessons about hope.Lessons about how you are not alone…

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Ghost Car Motorcade – Nicholas Gagnier



i’m lead car in a haunted motorcade, bulletproof but life’s been dropping IEDs, road bomb reminiscence I still can’t help but see through rose-coloured glasses, as my time here occurs in flashes and bleeds, one dream into the other.


ghosts formed

a brotherhood,

and until I become

one of them

for good,

i’m driving limousines through backwater neighbourhoods at their behest, looking for beautiful places to wander and bless with eventual inevitabilities,

killing the meantime

painting villains like

the ones right in front of me

and building up the heroes

who would

topple them

if I was God in this universe,

and allowed no kind of church in

my name


I arrange my happy face

and struggle all day

to make that ghost

car motorcade seem

in transit

until I come home

and take advantage of momentum

in universes I meant it

be achieved

at the

end, I’m…

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Three of my poems were kindly featured by MAELSTROM. Thank you so much! This issue looks incredible and I highly recommend you sit and read it with a nice, warm drink ❤


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