Stone Dove the first time I read about the bird and the cage it sung herself out of I waited to hear something award winning – the...

Delinquent. I like the way the word starts because it reminds me of delicious (ness). And then, suddenly, without warning it lapses into...

Bucket list(s) i. Things to do/achieve list 2019 Go horse-riding Learn how to play the guitar Learn a new language Buy a (very) nice...

In Blood, Sweat and a Glimpse of Hope “we will walk through darkness till daybreak” — The President who never Was Angels, gather. Sing...

The Place I Call Home An Ode to jersey City, New Jersey ,my home for more than 15 years I'm from the most diverse city in the nation, a...

Taproots thrust and dive, trusting in their feeders' thirst no, tata never touched me like that (tiny girl, you still left me with him)...

Boys like me make art of our misery, our fingers fiddling on the canvas of worries. We box into silence, our body swallowing every pinch...

dream on dreamer the way Alvin Ailey and Maya Angelou and George Floyd and Breonna Taylor dreamed of southern-baked pilgrims dancing and...

You can taste the starved love Rubbing the sleepy genocide eyes Of tiny children With history pinned inside Their orphaned clothes They...

One night while we slept Dreaming of forests And inhabited attics And circuses Impossible spaces Tilting platforms Sad, beautiful...

As I heft the suitcase onto the station’s tarmac The rivers of her tears are pooling in the corners of my eyes Grant Shimmin is a South...

not quite It’s not snowing, but it’s not not snowing either. Up by the Georgia border, we’d call anything wet and white “snow,” but out...

Maybe we’re satellites Sending signals to each other But never touching Ramona Gore is currently a Cinema and History major at Binghamton...

~Venice, February 2002 Empty-eyed, paper-mache bird heads stare through windows, hang with beaks turned down toward the street. Red,...

Neon t-shirt of Tweety Bird scowling Does it look like I care? because you don’t spare anyone’s feelings. Sheer leopard print blouses...

There is too much. There is not enough. If there is an in-between, I don't possess the scale to calibrate that balance. I am what I own,...

Dear Dead Brother #5 (Passed on June 16, 2004) Last night, my partner and her dog slept on me The closer I get to real love Livelier...

cry fowl yard fowl flee the sight to cower lest they perish from the hawks in flight tumbling down as they cherish prodigal ghosts it was...

The Dream Is Over pt. I It was all good once. Football games on Friday nights and maybe second base under the bleachers before the last...

We received a King Cake at the office the other day Part coffee cake, part cinnamon roll Bathed in an icing of yellow, green and purple A...