How Continue Now Saying
By Philip Kienholz
How continue now saying we are separate from the storm
when it envelops our entire being,
sweeping away our vehicles, carries them off
down the torrent of the … Continue reading→
There Are So Many Poems For Black Boys in America
For Tanaka
By Caits Meissner
And this is for you, black boy, blue seed of my heart
that planted when I fell in love with your … Continue reading→
How the Narratives of Hong Kong are Written With China in Sight
By Tammy Ho Lai-Ming
1. Call me One Country, Two Systems.
2. It is a truth universally acknowledged that the democracy fighters in Hong Kong must be … Continue reading→
Late
By Jason Dean Arnold
Southern cottonmouth secrets undermine action
as angels circle out of reach.
Burn desire to edible ash.
Vultures dine.
We’re enemies of everything.
Burn this poem, untranslated.
Reading ruins language.
… Continue reading→
December song
By Claudia Serea
Gray December
of patrols in the street,
Hurry up, shiver, Be quiet,
December of listening to the radio
for clues, volume down,
and at night, listen to gunshots
and … Continue reading→