By. Dr. G & Dr. Kimberly S. Love “The slaves who were ourselves had known terror intimately, confused sunrise with pain, & accepted indifference...
Tw; Death Reality. I’ve come to accept that I will die. I know this. And frightening it is But I refuse to live in...
By Sasha Alexander “ISLAN (WON’T YOU CELBRATE) ft. Lucille Clifton” – track created by Sasha Alexander. In August 2014 I was teaching and...
By Joshua Allen We got to know each other over late night walks in Brooklyn and early morning breakfasts comprised exclusively of cocktails. Even...
By Che Gossett Entanglement: “the articulation of a theory is gathering place, sometimes a point of rest as the process rushes on, insisting that...
By WoMANtís RANDom Paris warning, London BrrreX -that’s it. I’ll go ahead after I got head. Abra accompanies this written piece with „Crybaby“. I have...
By KOKUMO it all started in a slave-ship the belly of a beast whose appetite your ancestors could neva’ satisfy but that didn’t...
By Amari Xolá Rasin Think about the consciousness and memory of water and how it mirrors our body and attachment to memory The waters...
By SA Smythe some call it a comeback i just got back & already feel the need to time travel again. not the way that...
By Dora Santana When I was my own little girl in northern Brazil, a black mermaid lived in a water-well in our backyard. When my...
By Charles Huey Greene My body bleeds brown/ The color of dried blood/ Brown bodies just like mine lie/ In the streets naked/ In...
By Jay-Marie Hill America Taught Me How To Forget america taught me how to forget my name my pain my stories my glories it’s...
By Evolve Benton Chef Yulanda chef cooked the meals fed us bois confidence fed us bois freedom This is what black boi life...
My face a Band-Aid, ode to insecurity I think the new intern is smarter than me the way a lake is wider than a...
Transaction After the prayers were spoken, the hymns sung and your casket closed, we followed you—Father and I— through the courtyard blooms of...
Beginnings In older times, when wishes still helped, youth was the witch. A small man lived like a king and also...
Date Grape “Brewer responds to protests about offensive beer name” Milwaukee Journal Sentinel, December 7th, 2016 What if I took the worst thing...
Poem for Jack Kerouac I am the first enemy of Jack Kerouac. He is mentioned again at a reading and I think to...