The Night I Met Gregory Corso, or Go Pump Yourself I am early for Dinner With the handsome misogynist lawyer Who is much older...
The Funniest Thing You Ever Heard Ha Ha 1: Animul When Animul asked me to take our flames & make them into one I...
Diana: impending one month with no shot and Diana is calling to me again one month in which the girl is unbraiding herself into...
A Series of (Un)related Events: Forty-Five Years After The Black Woman: an Anthology* Marquis Bey It starts without context. Cast as insane, volatile,...
by Megan Spencer sunday morning on the highway after a breakfast of sweet potatoes and coffee we drove into a swarm of bees....
By Brian Burmeister As she watches her hair fall to her feet. Her father speaks as he watches . ...
By Laura Witz There was a time when I took pleasure in the great money machine. In its fantasy of freedom. In its tales...
By Katie Jean Shinkle Can we remember how it felt in the winter of lights and hands together in prayer and finding our...
* Making money takes time So is making sentences I pass by my thoughts of you They are satisfying Then eliminate the list of places...
A Tree or Another or a Lover After Martin Buber and his English translator Ronald Gregor Smith I can look on a tree...
Suffering by Melissa Buckheit This isn’t the answer. The answer is my hand on the table, saying what we thought privacy was, on your...
Loving You, Praxes for 1. CORPOREALITY Your thick black hair is so abject, so tangled, in bobby pins & hair ties. You...
Everybody Loves a Black Man Every black man I have ever known or dared to imagine has been You. You. You. With the long...
tenderness after Stephen Dunn Back then, when everything seemed so sure I was twenty-five, and she was thirty-five, she found me in the...
Laveau descended from wax & twine my dolls are certain red pepper skeleton key low voice in the water I bring boils...
Silvia my story begins in water—— casita in a dark between seas a palace of ribs you begun in me imagined as...
CORNROWS Lydia took the rat tail end of the comb and slid it over her daughter’s scalp. The hair’s thickness reminded Lydia of the blue...
I AM NOT THE MOST IMPORTANT FOREST YOU’VE BEEN IN a Palestinian is killed every 4 days and i’m crying because my bus...