No Light, No Light

By Abrahim Harb
If something feels off,
it is—

The lamp bulb smashed as I stare off into the distance—
And I walk across the sparsely lit bridge to clean the mess.

One piece of glass wedges in my big toe.
I lunged forward in pain—
And another piece wedges in my heart.
I fall backwards, grasping my chest, only to have a bigger shard of glass stab my backside.

Building walls—burning bridges—erasing paths—and unraveling life.

The color of the pristine carpet is altered by shards of glass dripping tears and blood—the carpet fibers soak the concoction.
And then we never spoke again.

I burn the bridge to create light—

​Sit​ by the bank of the river, weep, laugh​, cackle​, and many other​ emotion​s ooze through—
Suddenly, there is illumination ​to ​assist in moving​ onward.

The axe forgets, but the tree remembers.
The tree is what made the bridge.
The bridge is what connected the two.
And the two are no longer two who walk the same path.
The path required erasure from nonexistence.

Album Review: Mad Love. [4/5 stars]

By Abrahim Harb

JoJo is back after more than a decade. After a lengthy legal battle with her former record label, Blackground Records, she is back. Her professional career was derailed by record label drama. She isn't the first or the last to have it happen. But the length of time JoJo wasn't producing music hasn't opened the door for her to disappear into obscurity. During this time where she was in limbo, JoJo released one-off singles and mixtapes. Nothing was going to stop this artist from doing what she loves and her fans never left her side. In an interview with Vulture, she said, "I still have people who want to hear me, which is a pretty unique position to be in after this journey." She has writing credit on every track. Mad Love. is a continuation of what JoJo would have been as an artist had she not been derailed.

Raise Your Voice in Poetry

By Abrahim Harb

Raise your voice in poetry.
Within a seed, a shooting tree.
A tingling universe you'll see.
Verses coursing one, two, three.

I wish I may, I wish I might
See you shining bright tonight.
A shooting tree is infinite.
From just a seed—you know, I’m right!

Ignite the brilliance from within seed.
Briskly corral the words you’ll need.
Change the syntax. Will this word precede
that one? Trust the word flow, indeed.

Album Review: This Is What The Truth Feels Like [3/5 stars]

By Abrahim Harb

Gwen Stefani's third studio album marks her first return to a recording studio for something other than two tracks released in early 2014. Sadly, "This Is What The Truth Feels Like" is not profound or groundbreaking in any way. Stefani is making it clear that she didn't set out to write an album, but she needed to write to overcome her personal woes. Music isn't always about being groundbreaking; and for someone who will make sure that all of the 90's babies will never forget how to spell banana, you don't expect the worst or the best from her. It has been nearly a decade since she has released an album. Stefani is great at producing a mixed bag of tracks, but in a good way. She is great at producing pop tracks and is equally great at paying homage to the rock/ska music that allowed Stefani to secure her spot in music history.