THEIVING CEREMONY by Jake Skeets
He comes for me. Body swollen with booze, fires for eyes. Each time, I let him have me and let him cry. It’s always his hands that touch...
A FUTURE YOU by Monica Lewis
An epiphany of the gut differs from those of the head or the heart; an epiphany of the gut gurgles up from every vein, tissue, organ,...
YEAR OF THE MONKEY by Paul Tran
1 FALL The more I ask the more is asked of me. My mother asks for nothing except a simple life —work work work— Never why,...
MY EIGHT-YEAR-OLD COUSIN ASKS IF I'M STILL A LEZBEAN THE MORNING AFTER GRAMMY'S FUNERAL by N
I. I wonder if my locs look like roots, my skin - cocoa, pinto, or coffee. I am painting blue the nails she begged me to file short. Of...
PORTRAITS OF A DIASPORA by Nadim Choufi
It doesn’t matter where you land an oil spill for a road. All the wrong colors to lend a breath on land you never felt your own. Remember...
DREAM OF ANGEL ISLAND (OR: HOW TO FALL IN LOVE W/ A WHITE GIRL) by Kristin Chang
1. pass her your breasts like river rocks, but don’t let her return them 2. your body stores its own collapse. Remember this. Remember...