Wendy Chin-Tanner

June 7, 2017

Wendy Chin-Tanner is the author of Turn (Sibling Rivalry Press, 2014), which was a finalist for the Oregon Book Awards. Some of her poems and essays can be found at The Collagist, The Rumpus, The Huffington Post, xoJane, RHINO, and Denver Quarterly. […]

Derrick Weston Brown

February 15, 2017

Your body will not pucker and spoil
today, tonight,
I will not claim it.
I will not seek it
cold        frozen. […]

Diannely Antigua

October 14, 2016

As I watch a man steal fruit on the corner
of Myrtle Ave and Broadway, I want to know

what to do with the memory, days of the week
underwear, the hand cupping the small cones […]

Amie Zimmerman

September 22, 2016

that it wasn’t him, it was her. She was a cavern.
I think sometimes I wish
your tongue could sneak
like crocus, the base buried in indigo,
tip flushed purple on the tiniest of stems. […]

Gabriel Ramirez

July 27, 2016

making a spectacle of the messiah

5 doctors sit to evaluate my brother Jon,
to see if he can be released from the psych ward. […]

Aziza Barnes

March 27, 2016

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 […]

Kaveh Akbar

March 13, 2016

Without the benefit of fantasy
I can’t promise I’ll be of any use.

Left to the real world I tend
to swell up like roots in the rain,

tend to get all lost in hymns
and astrology charts. Lately

Left to the real world I tend
to swell up like roots in the rain, […]

Saddiq Dzukogi

February 14, 2016

New work by Saddiq Dzukogi plus an interview with Phillip B. Williams
I have been there
as you were last night
at the beach to see
if the sea has returned
our footprints […]

José Olivarez

January 27, 2016

the belt is an extension of dad and dad is an extension of god. the boy is an extension of dad too. the belt is just one thread tying them together. the boy prays the belt stays wrapped around dad’s waist. the belt does not believe in god, but if the belt did believe in anything, the belt would call it purpose. […]

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