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    Come See!

    Vinyl nominations for Best of the Net 2017 and Pushcart 2017 […]

  • Poem of the Week

    Nabila Lovelace

    I want,
    after waking to the news
    that is always the news
    & changing the Facebook
    autoplay settings as to not
    see the blood out
    of where it is meant to be in
    of the black / brown him / her / they, […]

  • Poetry

    Yalie Kamara

    I. If you see me praying in the living room, never sit in front of me. You are not God.
    II. When we go to a restaurant and I don’t know any foods on the menu, never order me a meal that is spelled with silent letters. I came to eat, not to explore. […]

  • Feature

    Aziza Barnes

    Aziza Barnes is blk & alive. Born in Los Angeles, Aziza currently lives in Oxford, Mississippi. Her first chapbook, me Aunt Jemima and the nailgun, was the first winner of the Exploding Pinecone Prize and [...]
Feature

Donte Collins

by VinylEditors in Feature

New work by Donte Collins plus a conversation between Donte and Phillip B. Williams […]

Poetry

  • Brittany Rogers

    June 21, 2017

    I looked at my Aunt Sarah skin;
    my stay out the sun-
    You already an eclipse-face. […]

  • Paul Crenshaw

    June 21, 2017

    Brian wouldn’t stay dead,
    days when we gathered together,
    fingers forming triggers, […]

  • Ajise Vincent

    June 21, 2017

    yester night, they bared their skins of everything,
    of clothes & worries. from the crown of their head
    to the sole of their feet, naked. two bodies, […]

Essay

Fiction/Creative Nonfiction

  • Adam Hamze

    March 30, 2016

    i have seen my lifeless body. it has its own name that sounds nothing like mine. it lives in the bathroom stall of some restaurant, bloody & left behind. in the ditch down the street from the university, rain falling on its silence. […]

  • SJ Sindu

    March 23, 2016
  • Mary Jean Murphy

    March 11, 2016

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Poem of the Week

  • Jae Nichelle

    June 18, 2017

    Children don’t play outside no more leads to daughters don’t help in the kitchen no more and I drop rice on the carpet but kick it towards my cousin so it looks like she did it […]

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