By Sandra L. Faulkner “A man is in the right in being a man.” I’m going to pull you by the power tie and drag you through the rooms of my mind like a man beg me for the boot in your face my foot imprint eye-black smudged on your cheeks “and man […]
By Joel Fisher The black pain explodes Where he dropped Disintegrating to flowers And in that moment Shot and shot and shown The heavy-gauged Is a mourning of Its blue-grey trigger The reality that On this pavement Stained just as red We hold, self-evident Black Lives Matter Joel Fisher is currently an undergraduate […]
By Chinyere Onyekwere “They’re here, Papa!” cried seven-year-old Kene Biko, careening into his father’s outstretched arms. They felt each other’s thundering heartbeats—had that kind of connection. The sight of men cavorting on his property like they owned the place jolted Julius Biko, sent fear knifing through his innards. The dreaded land infringement conundrum was […]
By IE Sommsin To spot a fascist requires no great skill. Note the curl of the lip, the smirk, the sneer, the glint in the eye, the stare and the leer, the look of contempt that aspires to kill. Something in their faces, odd, off and wrong, something missing under the skin and bone, […]
A ghazal by Andrea Fry Is there a common measure of enough? And which increment morphs into “enough?” A subjective voice must name the limit— masochist signals when his pain’s enough, The politician who keeps on smiling— What’s his tipping point? When’s he heard enough? I’m so confounded by all the excess, yet the […]
By Don Krieger He knew what he was getting into — US President during a bereavement phone call Telling a dead soldier: You knew what you were getting into is simply saying: Don’t blame me. It’s cowardly, which is why our president said it. Telling the […]
