By JA Lenton
Grandfather and I are hurling stones
into Brandy Bay. Round for round,
he beats my distance. Shortsighted…
into Brandy Bay. Round for round,
he beats my distance. Shortsighted…
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- By Dāshaun WashingtonThe news said an unidentified man died today
in an accident involving several stray bullets,
fired … - By Dāshaun WashingtonMy mother kept a chest of letters
my father sent me from prison.
She didn’t let me see them
until I was… - By Angela JacksonCousin Mildred Willie Mae’s sister came by
And watched us come in and out the yellow house.
A kiss … - By Charlie PeckMy lack of skill, I just hammered the keys. A piano chord,
the overcoat. On a lacquered floor I played… - By Andy ChenOn my sixth day of Covid I venture
with tea, a notebook, and the last of the peaches
out back to our… - By Leslie SainzOther women’s husbands are complete sentences.
Other women’s husbands are present tense verbs.
Other… - By Sunnylyn ThibodeauxPewter night
with vertical clouds
Mind’s on Albion
and Atlantis
as if our destruction
came before… - By Cara DeesThe year the local woman was murdered and her body
fed to dogs, we slipped vanilla gloss over our lips… - By Frank X WalkerThe first time I put my hands on a horse
I pretend like I’m touching a woman
or brushing my mamma’s… - By Frank X WalkerWe held hands for the first time
on his deathbed, which would have been
insignificant had we at least … - By Frank X WalkerAll believers know about the power of water
though not enough about the power of dirt.
My mama used… - By Frank X WalkerHumiliate her mother at every checkpoint.
Replace the Second Surah with air raids and shelling.
Reduce… - By Frank X WalkerWe are two copper spoons
beneath the blanket.
I am listening to my wife’s
gentle breaths.
She is finally… - By Frank X WalkerIndian summer Saturday mornings
meant project door screens sat open
waiting for the vegetable truck
No … - By Lisa LowIt’s easy to conflate whiteness with having an easy life, so you sometimes mistake the tall white man…
- By Lisa LowYou track the proliferation of white male/Asian female couples on the street, in your friend groups,…
- By Omar MusaTime’s allegro.
Sulu Sea skitters in
like fire, fern-green rolling boil,
phytoplankton gobbling red & blue… - By Shlagha BorahWhen my grandfather was on his deathbed, he didn’t
move toward the light. At his feet, there were four… - By Shlagha BorahSay a scene is being set—unrest, uprising. Teargas, gunshots, fire, smoke. So much smoke. University…