I. “Koi,” in Japanese, is homophonic for the word “love.”   Koi fish can recognize the person that feeds them.   Circling your mother’s pond, they open their wide mouths to vanish the...

Thrownness A choice? Not one of those.And now Martin with his thrownness.I am a javelin with dangling heredity legs.Booster cables for the heart's long winter.Salamander-crawled...

There was a time when I went to great lengths to find beautiful words to make my poetry beautiful & you’ve gotta hand it to me, because...

I am not sure if I can put a tag on what dance is exactly, not sure that I can pinpoint what makes sense...

“Lost” -For NACIs it possible to grievefor someone who still breathes?To mourn someone who still walksand works and talks...

"Blogs are a part of an ever-deepening pool of ‘new media’, and dance, like the rest of the world, is quickly diving in." Local dancer and writer Stephanie Yezek investigates the local pool.

These poems are published connected to the partnership between the Mid-Atlantic Review and Howard University and a recent event for the Howard community.  Broke Tin Pan Alley Hitchcock...

"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."

The Night I Hear Sharon Olds Read Some rooms look dead from the outside.I eat late. I drink so much. Cold moon over an old drugstore...