Cluster of rain spheres adorn leaves layered over each other, their collective shape an omentum covering offering protection the way an arch offers support the way your hand over my hand signals care the comfort touch brings its reassurance flows within us unwitnessed domestic habits and conversations set across time zones can’t be fossilized but… Read More “Genealogy” by Emerald Liu
Зелень деревьев, синева реки, красный цвет земли. Рисунок полон красок. Но на листе бумаги больше ничего не видно. Я теряю рассудок и теряю безумие. Все покрыто пеплом. Больше не о чем думать. Время для меня больше не существует, потому я много раз я был мертв, и никогда я не был воскрес. The green of the… Read More “The Green of the Trees” by Ivan de Monbrison
В городе много шума. Автобусы, машины, велосипеды, прохожие, дураки или умные люди. Мы покупаем, продаем, даем, берем. В городе ничего не реальный. Зима близко , лето только следы. Как рождение бежит от смерти, и молчание бежит от речи. There is a lot of noise in the city. Buses, cars, bicycles, passers-by, fools or smart people.… Read More “There is a Lot of Noise in the City” by Ivan de Monbrison
I drink tea from our old Trader Joe’s minced garlic jar, you from the blue mug we bought together downtown. Like a prayer, I hold the jar tight in my hand, hot and urgent. On a Monday, I walk to our apartment in my new beige shoes, bags of fresh produce weighing me down. I… Read More “Jar” by Manal Ahmed
so what if it’s a Ferris wheel that lets you see the whole city in the golden hour of the setting sun getting cotton candy fingerprints on the camera but eventually you decide to just ”be in the moment” and to forget the photos wouldn’t it be nice if we could always ”be in the… Read More “Faraday Cage” by Maija Haavisto
I don’t have Tinder but I am on LinkedIn so you can tell I’m a very old soul sure, I may not have a family but I have millions of people in my 2nd degree network and if I needed help they would rally to my rescue with their likes and emojis and I’m sure… Read More “Old Soul” by Maija Haavisto
Jacqueline Rose is a happily married wife of 30+ years and mother of two wonderful daughters. Her professional career has consistently supported educational opportunities or life enhancements for students and their families. With that said, as an African American woman, Jacqueline continues to enjoy learning about various cultures, ideologies, and how daily life overlaps in… Read More “Generational Rings of an Old Oak Tree” by Jacqueline Rose
Our finger glides along the screen, pulling images upward and into view. The Millers and their kids laugh in organic bliss beside a pool. We can’t believe it’s already summer vacation. We send a heart to the status. Tyler in Charleston pulls a delicious pie fresh from the oven.Save a slice for me! We absently… Read More “The Cactus House” by Adam Chamy
I have a friend I will never meet. He lives in traces of handwritten notes to me: In scratch papers, invoices, labels and spreadsheets. I think he didn’t really like being here. Here is work you see, where your hands get calloused and your knees bruised and blueblack knuckles bleed. Who wouldn’t lose themselves in… Read More “Dusk” by Nikki Corina Dela Rosa
A mouthful of grass, choked, but here I stand before you. Dry mouthful of grass, hanged for healing a sick man. Red mouthful of grass, banned from opening glass glued eyes. Grass in my mouth, I once knew bitterness, but sweet is what it sounds. Nikki Corina Dela Rosa is a revolutionary queer poet located… Read More “Mouthful of Grass” by Nikki Corina Dela Rosa
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