Three Poems by Reginald Harris

Untitled: On the Bus (A) Black men (man) glance (s)at each other (me)then quickly look (s) away.A quick check (-ing out),a look to size (each other) upthe situation:friend or foe or neutral...

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Three Poems by Clarence Allan Ebert

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...

Three Poems by Liza Boyce Linder

Delivery The two-member Council of Double Breasted Cormorants roosting on either end of the cross barof a defunct clothesline in the middle of a lake...

Stranger than (science) fiction by Nyah Hardmon

Even in imaginary lands, Black people are still not safe. This article was a finalist and winner of the 2020 DC Student Arts Journalism Competition....

Two Poems by D. R. James

I Don’t Know the Biochemistryof a Hummingbird I can only wonderat this blurredwhir of evidence, cloudedin the blue fanof a thousandwings. I wantto feeltheir million...

State of the Art: Middle Eastern Dance by Lori Clark

"Middle Eastern dance schools play upon harem-mother-goddess fantasies of adult students. One has to give credit for business savvy, but what is being sacrificed in terms of art and ethics? In a bid to take over the local market, unskilled student dancers have been sent out on behalf of the studio to perform for fees that are either shockingly below the going rate or, which is worse, free."

Safety Release Technique by Camerin Allgood McKinnon

Camerin Allgood McKinnon explains some of the roots and process of the modern dance technique "Safety Release".

Two Poems by Michael Gushue

I Saw You Nothing burns alone. Let each face be a flame of itself. Let skin to be amber and silk. Let a bridge join the air from...

Four Poems By Catherine Klein

These poems are published connected to a series of workshops produced in partnership between Day Eight and the East Rock Creek Senior Village supported...

Three Poems by Lenny Liane

Little Creatures The teacher who looked ancientto her circle of first gradersleaned forward and explained that the typical lightning bugwas simply the twinklein an angel’s eye,...

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