By Samiya A. Bashir Reflecting upon Toni Cade Bambara’s timeless novel The Salt Eaters on the occasion of her 75th birthday anniversary. Wake from nightmares...
By Aya de Leon eulogy for my ass friends loved ones we are gathered today to pay our respects to bid farewell...
By Karin Cotterman Radiation/Journey to basement and waiting room I enter the sliding glass door of the building as if I am...
In our Poem Suites, we bring together the voices of emerging and established poets exploring a common theme. In today’s Poem Suite, three poets consider...
. by e nina jay “we must not hide behind the mockeries of separations that have been imposed upon us and which we so...
By Opal Moore “I must always be/ building nests in a windy place” . Audre Lorde, “Portrait” . “Conduct your blooming in the noise...
By Melinda Goodman IAM …ARE YOU?…READY In her poem entitled, “Power”, Audre Lorde proclaims, “The difference between poetry and rhetoric is being ready...
A Woman Speaks By Cheryl Boyce-Taylor I pick a bunch of hibiscus blooms. What lessons shall I learn from the spell of their senses? ...
By Samiya Bashir Blackbody Radiation isotropic catalyst intake breath o barometric interference squall omen o friction: still sky winder o ...
By Evie Shockley lovesong from the daughters of your pen . big and complex...
A Collective Love Poem by The Audre Lorde Project The . difference between poetry and...
By asha bandele Author’s note: Audre Lorde was my teacher and my mentor. This poem, written two years after her transition into the Spirit world,...
I. Julie punched the buttons on the radio, hard double-clicks, propelling the station marker back and forth between the rock and roll of WLLZ and...
By Joy KMT Renisha McBride Even now you are being explained away your body laid on the coffee table and autopsied...
By Cindy Lynn Brown Harmless Just a remark casually through the room under neon lights nothing to hang on to for several minutes...
By Quincy Scott Jones I. George Zimmerman Presses the Mute Button They say I was angry The same country that promotes drunks and pot...
Dear Sir, I am afraid to say, I love you — a collection of simple sounds. I know this is the softest room in...
By Quincy Scott Jones for Philadelphia, USA 1. Always hated that building and never knew why The one right before the on-ramp for...