Interlude
Even the Evening Grosbeaks yearn to move on,wandering from there to here to somewhere gone,
partying at the feeder for a quarter of an hourthen...
Burning Snowflakes
Radiation rains from above
Like burning snowflakes, it falls.
In awe of its beauty,
I reach out my hand.
The ash stains my palm,
Still warm to the...
Amuchechukwu Nwafor is a finalist in Day Eight's annual open-to-all poetry competition, the DC Poet Project. Read more about the DC Poet Project here and attend...
CanMan Tha Poet is a finalist in Day Eight's annual open-to-all poetry competition, the DC Poet Project. Read more about the DC Poet Project here and...
Momma’s Corn Pudding
"Soul food: Scraps became cuisine celebrating African-American spirit."~Tim Grant, Pittsburg Post-Gazette, February 3, 2006.
Up to plate.It looks like a typical pan of...
Kiarra Patterson is a finalist in Day Eight's annual open-to-all poetry competition, the DC Poet Project. Read more about the DC Poet Project here and attend the...
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...
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...
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...
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...