The Blessed Back when we belonged only to ourselves but didn’t know it, when dust coiled around our ankles with every step...
Making Love From Impersonation, Sheep Meadow Press, 2015 I reach for God and brush your breast, reach for you and brush God ...
*** Elizabeth J. Colen’s most recent books include the long poem / lyric essay hybrid The Green Condition(Ricochet Editions, 2014)...
By Savannah Shange “I will be a freak until the day, until the dawn and we can all through the night until...
4th of July: San Bernardino 2015 South of the freeway fireworks spit out the whole of July. Booms blare louder than backfires, thundering...
Mulatto-ed Our friends are talking about our babies, but we haven’t got to the loving part yet. They are looking at our skin, yours: burnt...
On Names and to think that once, I thought you were lucky to trace trace the maps of your name to sailors and warriors...
STRONG FEMALE CHARACTER You say strong, you mean: kick-ass leather-clad midriff bared like body amour whippet-thin manga-eyed little girl-woman seeming fragile, vulnerable, weak when...
Down in the Dirt Yell through the shotgun and all that bellows the flash of life between the roots. Decomposing burrow, brows on fleek,...
Ofelia Looks for Anger at the Metropolitan Museum When she learned women can be anything, she didn’t know they just meant allegory. Evening’s...
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Her Landscape He undoes the snug pony tail then gathers my hair and brushes it Each gentle motion delivers a slow tug...
xxiii. if you sit by me I won’t be able to hear the words for listening to your body. . . ....
It Saved My Life, It Made Me Tired If you call my hotline, I will simply say I’m not here. I’m sleeping under the...
This article is brought to you courtesy of the Black Feminisms Forum Working Group of which Kimalee Phillip is a member. The Black Feminisms Forum...
“Even though they have never seen me, they will remember me. Their bodies will remember me down to the smallest structures of their flesh. You...
THANKSGIVING MEAL i arrive at my parents house for my first thanksgiving with my girlfriend in the oven is the turkey on the...
Ode to Frida Kahlo’s Eyebrows Cult of the brow ascending like a condor, of refusal to bow to the whimsy of busy tweezers. From...