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Two Poems by Elnathan Starnes

Trick of Rings and Things“The Lord is my Ringmaster, I’ll always want!” Said Gollum A fiend For the ring Crack ho’ Of his time What is the meaning of the ring? Love is an overrated misunderstood thing Precious metal surrounding the space waiting for something to occupy...

Two Poems by Kaela Mitchell

Blue Line Something about our people Always bleeds black & blue Whether in the Hearts of our projects The pains of our songs...

Two Poems by Paula Essex

I Am I am like the Phoenix in mystical mythology regenerating energy amongst the ashes, strengthening my wings over shadows cast by yesterday’s doubts for today…………… I am the...

Tragicomedy by Emily Goff

Masks are the order of the day. —Sylvia Plath A lot of peopleknow my mother. And she knows them, too. I know—or I guess I’m...

Borrow Somebody’s Dreams by Emily Goff

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...

Two Poems by Terrence Sykes

Prague Sonata turmeric & ginger copper early dusk along the Vltava faded rose moon reluctantly tendrils across ashened stars autumn cicada murmur & chant cluttered linden grove ancient medlar merely staging poetic lament amongst  branches longing  nightingale I remember sky My...

On John Coltrane’s “After the Rain” by Joseph Ross

Even the air seems to take a breath once the shower gives way to a dry mercy. The watery saxophone and the piano’s chilly glance speak the...

How Can It Be? by Naomi Thiers

The only way to have hope—how can it be?— is to walk into the streets not as a beggar, not as one crushed to a shadow, holding a cup,...

Two Poems by Beth Konkoski

Linger We could perch on the details of this near end.  How I have worn you as my skin for decades, let every sense curve toward a...

Two Poems by Sally Toner

Lady Liberty Finds Sand Dollars in Coronado I pay no attention to lovers twined around each other like ropes on sailboat masts.  My eyes avoid their youth, fixed instead on the afternoon horizon—the swath...

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Éramos varias mujeres/We were several women by Guadalupe Ángela translated into English by Yael Kiken

The following poem was translated from Zarpamos, a selection ofpoems by the Oaxacan poet Guadalupe Ángela, translated from Spanishinto English by Yael Kiken. This...

Three Poems by Brittany Morgan

Ode to Mama’s Mac and Cheese A recipe passed downfrom her Mamawhen she was twenty-fourand hungry. Some kind of tomatoes,whatever noodles you can find,and any cheese...

Last Supper in Baltimore by Brigittine French

Last Supper in Baltimore An impressive murder of crowsdoes not makenational headlinesnor does the murder of young TaiBlack, trans, beautifulin an alley just down Lafayette above...
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