Two Poems
By Carlina Duan
“I was creamy / with hope. red muck of stars to line my / underwear. my abdomen thick / with ghosts”
By Carlina Duan
“I was creamy / with hope. red muck of stars to line my / underwear. my abdomen thick / with ghosts”
By Serrina Zou
“There is never enough bleach to taint our country clean, only enough / body politics to call ourselves a nation.”
Someone has fake-planted geraniums in a pot down the block from me / and though they are too bright and untextured to be real, they still / sometimes fool me.
Hunger is a kind of sermon; to see a lonely thing and want to make it a part of yourself.
By Maya Owen
“I make do, don’t / I, with my double-edged mind? / At this point, what haven’t I tried?”
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“Between which silence / and which tongue will we find God? // Bathe all this in light. / One day we’ll darken into form.”
By Khalisa Rae
In Knee Length, poet and journalist Khalisa Rae navigates the nuances of an inherited conservative legacy. Pulling from memories of her religious upbringing and education, family history, and matrilineal teachings, Knee Length is a history reimagined and excavated—a rebellious relearning of desire and respectability, family and faith.