POETRY: My Front Yard, According to Texts from My Father

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POETRY: Useless Blood

One time when I was too small to Remember what year it was Or how to write my name in cursive And the Florida sky […]

Ivory Fu
POETRY: For Earth Day, 2020


POETRY: Lightly

I dreamed I was lying in the garden (its location, I do not know) on a ragged yellow towel with my eyes closed. The sun […]

Annie Yan
POETRY: Black English Major Speaks of Rivers



As a child I would open my mouth to the sky each morning at sunrise   before I got ready for school. I’d open my […]

POETRY: Iterations

Once I saw a cow die on the street in Bangalore. Lying on its side, it craned its neck toward the sun. Blood leaked out […]

POETRY: Incumbent

I found them resting together in the forest             before new year’s,   the rock a metaphor for stasis and […]

POETRY: Beyond Dusk

All I can think of are the frogs –– the ones I cupped between my small palms at the creek’s edge. Years later The same […]

POETRY: Homicide #54

On the speckled playground floor, bits of stone collaging our knees, we admired a beam of sun you pointed with your glasses Did you know […]

POETRY: Kumiho

I. Undergrowth: lady in russet, her nine tails sweeping beds of foliage. Earth creaks on its axis as she bays for soft human liver.   […]