Street Photography | DARK

  Photographer Johan Talens is the Edge of Humanity Magazine contributor of these images.  To see Johan’s body of work, click on any photograph.    …

Adolescence & Identity

  Photographer and Anthropologist Andrés Yépez is the Edge of Humanity Magazine contributor of this photo essay.  From the project ‘OOMO’.  To see Andrés’ body of…

Welsh Miners | 1977

  Documentary Photographer David Wright is the Edge of Humanity Magazine contributor of this documentary photography.  From the project ‘Welsh Miners – 1977 – The end of…

Street Photography | DETAILS

  Photographer Olesia Kim is the Edge of Humanity Magazine contributor of these images.  To see Olesia’s body of work, click on any photograph.    …

Insomniacs On Dark Streets

  Visual Artist Kevin Ramolla is the Edge of Humanity Magazine contributor of this photo essay.  From the project ‘Sleepwalking’.  To see Kevin’s body of work,…

Daily Life | Iran

  Analog Photographer Cristian Geelen is the Edge of Humanity Magazine contributor of these images.  From the project ‘Souls of Iran’.  To see Cristian’s body of…

The Magical Tune Of The River

  Photographer Md.Arifuzzaman is the Edge of Humanity Magazine contributor of this documentary photography.  From the project ‘The Song of the River: Bangladesh’.  To see Arif’s…

Fair Fun | California

  Street Photographer Eric Davidove is the Edge of Humanity Magazine contributor of this photo essay.  From the project ‘California County Fair’.  To see Eric’s body…

The Landlady

  No one gets in her way Runs a rental house Mattresses on the floor Always someone opening Closing front door Cheap rent Packed in like…

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  Sleep rough Dreaming all night Wake up Shaking Mind plays tricks Off and on all day Raining outside Pencil sharpener grinds No place to hide …

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  World spinning too fast Nothing manufactured to last Use the widget Tired of the widget Toss in the trash     Copyright© Edge of Humanity…

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  She Prays Mornings Nights Totally Convinced This is the reason She has a good life     Copyright© Edge of Humanity LLC 2020   If…

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  Destiny That is the excuse He uses for All The Failures in his life     Copyright© Edge of Humanity LLC 2020   If my…

The Waorani People

  Photographer Michael Jennings is the Edge of Humanity Magazine contributor of this documentary photography.  From the project ‘Waorani People’.  To see Michael ’s book “The…

Bangladesh

  Conceptual and Documentary Photographer Anindita Roy is the Edge of Humanity Magazine contributor of these images.  To see Anindita’s body of work, click on any…

Artifacts From The Trenches

  Figurative Artist  Ronald Gonzalez is the Edge of Humanity Magazine contributor of this photo essay.  From the project ‘War Relics ’.  To see Ronald’s body…

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  The Astrologer usually right except she could not pick a husband     Copyright© Edge of Humanity LLC 2020   If my poetry helped, entertained,…

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  He ran ran and ran But could not escape  the  past     Copyright© Edge of Humanity LLC 2020   If my poetry helped, entertained,…

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  Empty shell Stranded On the beach sand No longer Able to feel Happy or sad     Copyright© Edge of Humanity LLC 2020   If…

Selected Communism Is Blind

  Her argument was not convincing She relied on propaganda, not numbers “I do not support Universal Healthcare For All because it is Communism” Who pays…

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  Con man Expert at selling brand Stoke their emotions Brainwash Uniformed Followers Tell Them What they want to her Light the match Enflame their fears…

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  He relied only on logic Never Trusted Intuition Not everything can be explained Good plans Poor timing Bad luck Trust the gut Don’t become stuck…

India | Daily Life

  Street and Documentary Photographer Siddhartha Paul is the Edge of Humanity Magazine contributor of these images.  To see Siddhartha’s body of work, click on any…

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  Hair turning gray Teeth starting decay He packed a sack Full of snacks Thumb up Caught a lift Complete flip Left reality Homeless Life of…

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  He is able to convince the skeptics Borrow billions Play money For Eccentric ideas Every investor is looking out For the next great thing  …

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  The powerful Understand Repeat To the people Over and over Falsehoods That Eventually Becames Reality   Copyright© Edge of Humanity LLC 2020   If my…

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  Clicking the pen Put something down on the pad I’m sad Squeezing the pulp Out of my brain It’s late in this game Please One…

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  Not much left to do Just think of past Nothing new Couple slices of bread Leftover stew I miss her Life now a mess I…

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  Stuck in the  60s 70s Am I the only creature Who still uses A paper map?   Copyright© Edge of Humanity LLC 2020   If…

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  Life Did not Give me Fancy Dancy Ripe fruit Instead I mostly tasted bitterness Unable to recognize This man Eyes full of tears   Copyright©…

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  Sitting on her Arabian horse Proud Life is good She lights a cigar   Copyright© Edge of Humanity LLC 2020   If my poetry helped,…

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  Slow march Consistent march Walking off into oblivion   Copyright© Edge of Humanity LLC 2020   If my poetry helped, entertained, or moved you, please…

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  Shiny marbles keep on rolling However Retreaded tires last only short time Cheat poor Turn peasants into whores Snipping On Leftovers   Copyright© Edge of…

Focus X Flexibility

  The Life Coaching Series Written by Life Coach Carioca Da Gema   Most of the technological developments aim to make our lives easier, or even…

Keep Quiet In A Jungle

  Written by: Life Coach Carioca Da Gema   When I arrived in Florida from Brazil over three decades ago I was told by Floridians that…

Captivity Within

  Photographer FarZana Akhtar is the Edge of Humanity Magazine contributor of this photo essay.  From the project ‘Prisoner of Your Own Thought’.  To see FarZana’s…

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  Decisions Made a few bad ones Who is counting? Then day becomes night The mind begins to bite   Copyright© Edge of Humanity LLC 2020…

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one candle is lit of course I write when light is just a bit pen and paper my close friends sometimes I’m rattled how some poems…