By Dr. Judith Jeon-Chapman
It is clear in French,
The root of this creature:
Tromper, transitive verb,
To deceive … Continue reading→
By Joseph Harms
It wouldn’t be a lie to say he knew now would be then
when moons derealed their stages, kyotes sang along entrained
by youthful fatalism bound to epicure down tracks
from … Continue reading→
Dialectics of Diaspora
By Hazem Fahmy
If a brown boy comes to this country
it must mean he wanted to
feed off an endless land
like a parasite, but perhaps
better, like a beardless … Continue reading→
Born with Bullets in My Back
By Dimitri A. Reyes
It has become normal for figures of authority to cloud my mind through their
of aggression and intolerance for the communities they serve, possibilities of street
By Ronald J. Pelias
Shot because he was black.
Shot because he went with his friends to have a drink.
Shot because he was driving with a taillight out.
Shot because he was selling CDs.