Poetry

We are so grateful to all of our partner-poets for sharing their work with us—please enjoy their beautiful words in our Featured Poetry catalogue.

Ghazal on the Day of & Ghazal Ghazal

“each sky’s / bloated yolk barrels toward the day of judgement. / seeded, I take seeds to stifle my soil’s waiting green.”

“our bodies / crispy cornbread edges / soak up sweet potato juice / our futures breath-bound /”

Here, where children sing Vete, where we ate fried plantains and roasted pork by the roadside, water has …

For November’s Poetry We Admire, we curated poems that engage with “Voice” in some way. Sometimes that involves …

“Everyone with their lovers or in nature, / coming up to touch each other in the dawn / kitchen. My aloneness has a shape to it.”

I’m exiting this place the wound at the back of my throat means tomorrow a little more …

[Niggas] be asking me what then is left of the song; shut up, get you a scapel, cut …

Perhaps grace is a tangible thing only to the one who watches another bleed. The bullet misses everything …

The distance between the bullet & the body is a protest poem; I too am just a metaphor …