And / Or / Against / For by Vero Gonzalez
Aug19

And / Or / Against / For by Vero Gonzalez

  “And / Or / Against / For” by Vero Gonzalez     AND 1. Allows for contradictions: weak (emotional) and strong (in control of emotions), victim (defined by experiences) and survivor (defines own experiences), here (United States) and gone (Puerto Rico). Good Latina (quiet, submissive) and fierce feminist (vocal, empowered). 2. Encourages synthesis: This plus this plus this–no part of us excluded....

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Terrible Fortune Inside My Head, Grenadine by Lynne Thompson
Aug19

Terrible Fortune Inside My Head, Grenadine by Lynne Thompson

  “Terrible Fortune Inside My Head, Grenadine” by Lynne Thompson                                inspired by Alison Saar’s sculpture “Foundered”   …and my head lies, eternally, on its side, its one unbound ear cocked to the wind (always howling, racing away, exposed,...

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Bulletin by Cheryl Clarke
Aug19

Bulletin by Cheryl Clarke

  “Bulletin”(1) by Cheryl Clarke   Disguising her vigilance with passive stance, she read the bulletin stealthily, with some difficulty and great understanding. The General will esteem it as a singular favor if you can apprehend a mulatto girl, servant and slave of Mrs. Washington, who eloped from this place yesterday. She may intend to the enemy. Her name is Charlotte but in all probability will change it. She...

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102. by M. Nzadi Keita
Aug13

102. by M. Nzadi Keita

  “102.” by M. Nzadi Keita   My mother washed your weekly pile of panties while pee tested her own body’s drawstring with a faint touch, then a nudge. She wanted to get done, to skip the field. She wanted to play. After she hung your drawers up by the scant silk rim, made to catch your sweat, she dropped her head into a quiet she could own. This girl. Whom you called “Your Girl” or “Your Day Girl” depending on...

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Imagine: A Love Song by Denise Miller
Aug13

Imagine: A Love Song by Denise Miller

  “Imagine: A Love Song” by Denise Miller                  -for and “from” Sandra Bland Imagine I am not fingernail              scrapings— imagine I am not neck, or vagina or legs— Imagine I, am not a knot. Imagine you are not a toe tag. Not rubber band that encircles...

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