Poetry

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Two Poems by A. Z. Foreman

Historian A world of vanished nations in your head You lie tonight without a thought to spare Anything but the wind that downs the leaves...

Darcy’s Pantoum by Kirby Wright

DARCY’S PANTOUMTrained to be invisible yet helpful.Latchkey kid living beside the tracks.Console Mom when first marriage flops.Summer visit Dad’s new family in Maine.Latchkey kid...

Five poems by Ishanee Chanda

These poems were commissioned by Day Eight within a project funded by DC Mayor Muriel Bowser’s Office of AAPI Affairs, directed by Regie Cabico. first...

Two Poems by Sofia Reyes

El Jorobado I hate talking to a beautiful man.It’s like trying to talk to the statue of David. Every inch of him is crafted,to form...

My Greatest Performance by Taylor Kovach

My Greatest Performance Long hair, curled to perfection, 5am sharp Pink frilly dresses and sparkly eye shadow American Eagle skinny jeans Peach Aeropostale shirts Magenta belt wrapped around hips After...

Four Poems by Reg Ledesma

These poems were commissioned by Day Eight within a project funded by DC Mayor Muriel Bowser's Office of AAPI Affairs, directed by Regie Cabico. model...

Three poems by Regie Cabico

These poems were commissioned by Day Eight within a project funded by DC Mayor Muriel Bowser's Office of AAPI Affairs, directed by Regie Cabico. Asian...

Being and Belonging: Walking While Asian American by Sunu P. Chandy

This poem is one in a series commissioned by Day Eight within a project funded by DC Mayor Muriel Bowser's Office of AAPI Affairs,...

Four Poems By Pacyinz Lyfoung

These poems were commissioned by Day Eight within a project funded by DC Mayor Muriel Bowser’s Office of AAPI Affairs, directed by Regie Cabico.  Her...

Three Poems by Pamela Huber

Migration Shift Their calls announcing winter came first,drawing neighbors to doorways and drivers to slowfor the spectacle of a black and white aurora,20,000 sleek bodies...

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One Poem by Charlotte Van Schaack

Writing On The Wall   Even with the fear of haunted place, everyone is trying to become a ghost.          As in the paid...

One Poem by Kate Gorman

FALLSTREETLIGHT SWITCH The sodium-vapor streetlightswith fresnel lenses like lidded eyeshave been replacedwith horseshoe-like arcs of LED lights.As the morning stays dark longerand evening comes on...

Three Poems by Mary Whitlow

Cloth & Sun    Chaos greets me at the door—   broken things swirl,   dust motes through worn curtains,   a breath before the next bruise.   You coil like an old cobra,   fangs...