Nativity Blues at the Border
The world was dark. Very dark. Political tensions were high.He thought maybe a star. A very bright star. Could end the violence
at the border. It would have...
Anger. Tears. and a fleeting desire for violence
disrupt a dreamer's dream
of race-less love in world without lynching.
certain moments stoke outrage-fueled flames,
exciting anger - our...
Violent Glamour
Cuchulainn, o ancient celtic drag queenstruts her stuff onto the plain, sashays across the battlefieldintent on sowing pain and reaping lumpen carcasseswhich to...
Keep Coming Back
Before sin there was cocaine. Coca leaves spread like a carpet
on lush clearings and golden paths in the Garden of Eden.
Creation was...
These poems are part of a special section of the Mid-Atlantic Review, Celebrating Black History, and selected by editors Khadijah Ali-Coleman, Carolivia Herron, and...
Touch
From our family bones make marsh-duffsoil, salt, a kingdom of seedling, stalk—Drinking purple dawn, we wade in the strangeautumnal songs, swallow sunshine, sweet cornskin,...
This Planet
Let me live here in this placeLet me thrive just onceOn this imagined planetThis alternative mental dimension called dreamCalled hallucinationWhere streets are dotted...
