THIS IS A BODY
by Farah Chamma & Myriam Nehmeh
This is a body
You can touch me
I am organic matter
moving constantly.
Sometimes you let me b... Read More.
River Queen
On a day I am walking with my cane
in Starbucks
the lady behind me inquires,
from her wheelchair,
if I am recently disabled.
How is this ope... Read More.
Jersey City Poems
By Laura Cronk
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A swirl of trash -
I'm dodging it.
A gust of nasty wind.
Now you're about to be
even more remote.
Look at... Read More.
Where You Go
By Ruth Elizabeth Morris
From my desk, I watch her turn the pages. She is meticulous, each touch
feather-light and exact in her dissec... Read More.
by Julia Tolo
one
the world ran out of people
but we’re still here
we do normal things
take the subway home to
each other hold hands
when no one’s lookin... Read More.
Crash Landing and Flight of the Unrequited
by Katie Reigner
Artist, designer, and teacher Katie Reigner tackles our fourth issue with two pieces of ... Read More.
we keep finding blood
by Matthew L. Thompson
I heard in a Black boy town / there was a pool filled / with red / and the white people
loved / splash... Read More.
Three Days Awake
By Shonda Buchanan
Day 1: I woke and opened my eyes to a quiet morning, trying to feel if it was the end of an era. I didn't want t... Read More.
Pantoum for Baltimore 1
by C. Kubasta
On the streets of the two cities is found
a pattern or practice of conduct that violates
the Constitution or... Read More.
We Are Still Here
By Erica Somerson
It is September 23, 2016, and you’re reading this because our classmates, faculty, campus, community, state, and... Read More.
