Dear Stranger XIV, a Poem by Andrew Scott
Dear Stranger, how are you? Curious if you are witnessing what the rest of us are cause as an authority figure you, my friend, are just...
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Nov 5, 20212 min read
First They Came For: Modern Day, a Poem by Danielle Resh
I. At a Connecticut kindergarten, a man severs 26 futures. Tiny bodies lay lifeless beside the daisies, seeds uprooted. Good thing I...
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Oct 29, 20211 min read
Time to Take Measure, a Poem by Michael Shen
It is time to slow down, For reflection, For looking more deeply, And long. The facts, the data, What have they borne? Not knowledge, not...
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Oct 22, 20211 min read
Venetian Masks, a Poem by Russell Willis
Waters rise, drowning the square St. Mark’s afloat, a vessel in danger of floundering Its clock ringing out a call of distress Yet,...
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Oct 8, 20212 min read
Indictment for Sale, a Poem by Layla Maher
how many ways can you draw a woman / before she dulls / to linework and smudge / and the murky liquid / in the tub / grays / tipsy white...
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Oct 1, 20212 min read
The Sickness, a Poem by Paula Pivko
Third Place Winner of the "Vultures & Doves: Social Issues of Our Time" Poetry Competition. I was up the first school day. And my son...
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Oct 1, 20212 min read
Korean Survivors of the Japanese “Comfort Women” System, a Poem by Melanie Hyo-In Han
Second Place Winner of the "Vultures & Doves: Social Issues of Our Time" Poetry Competition. "Korean Survivors of the Japanese 'Comfort...
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Oct 1, 20212 min read
No Hymn Flowering in the Morning, a Poem by Praise Osawaru
First Place Winner of the "Vultures & Doves: Social Issues of Our Time" Poetry Competition. for a while now, each time I fall into the...
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Sep 24, 20211 min read
Moon in the Time of Coronavirus, a Poem by Michael Shen
moon veiled by tissue clouds glides through, flirtatious filly, back slapper, money man, and filters light fickle on our rock, where...
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Sep 18, 20213 min read
A Lesson in Cultural Priorities, a Short Story by Phyllis Houseman
In the summer of 1962, I traveled to Ecuador as part of a Peace Corps Volunteer group of science and math teachers. First, we trained for...
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Sep 11, 20219 min read
To the Icons of the Hour, a Poem by L. R. Laverde-Hansen
I Some years have come and gone—perhaps these years It takes for root to take that this might live: A small tribute to these amazing...
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Aug 31, 20211 min read
A Typical Saturday, a Poem by Chella Courington
In Memory of Edwin, Joseph, Kameron, Leilah, Mary, Raul, and Rodolfo. Sun scorches the West Texas desert. Air conditioners hum on high....
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Jul 30, 20212 min read
Of No Nation, a Poem by A'Ja Lyons
I’ll never know their names But I bear the signs of their pride The sacrifices The stains Which bore many gifts That led to my gains The...
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Jul 17, 20211 min read
Good Trouble, a Poem by Chella Courington
. Good Trouble I was fifteen in a small Alabama town when I first heard your name John Lewis, then Edmund Pettus Bridge. Their clubs...
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Jul 9, 20211 min read
Facing Up, a Poem by Lynn White
You’re looking past her avoiding her eyes, the eyes of the woman in the front line of the protest the one who reminds you of your mother...
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Jun 11, 20212 min read
Frequency a Poem by Oyetayo Eniola
Written by Oyetayo Eniola. What is this I feel? My frequency is one that picks a lot but is rarely picked by others Have I dived too deep...
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Jun 4, 20211 min read
Terror Tales, a Poem by John Grey
Terror can't come to the phone right now. A bomb ate its homework. It's sorry it missed you but it had a hard time getting the sand and...
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May 23, 20211 min read
Claudia Patricia Gomez Gonzalez is Returned to Mother Earth, a Poem by Chella Courington
At the border, children cry in cages. Drenched in dark dreams, I wake. My mother reaches from the grave. Nails catch the hem of my dress....
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May 21, 20212 min read
Seed Shells, a Poem by Lynn White
The first seeds were sown a long time ago. When these small seed shells burst open they were scattered locally. They grew patchily at...
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May 14, 20211 min read
Dark Figure IV, a Poem by Andrew Scott
Dark winds bring what is known as the nasty hands of twisted fate. These strings are pulled and pushed by a figure no one lays eyes on....
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