Poems

Subtext for Troubled Times

Airea D. Matthews I imagine, by now, you’re no longer

elemental

Airea D. Matthews when the world is aflame and all

Because evil

Rosamond S. King Love

The poem s t r e t c h e d out

Rosamond S. King Body sighBody shhhhhhhhhhhhhhssssssssssssssssfollicles and epithelial cellsgastronomy and

the poem wet

Rosamond S. King sssssssssme hair on yu cheek denme hair

Virginia is for Lovers

Nicole Sealey At LaToya’s Pride picnic,Leonard tells me he and

Instead of Executions, Think Death Erections

Nicole Sealey I wish the day hadn’t.Dawn has claimedanother sky,

Object Permanence (FOR JOHN)

Nicole Sealey We wake as if surprised the other is

Jazz in Jail: Suite IV

Louis Reyes Rivera (46) After hour jam There is nothing

When Maze and Frankie Beverly Come on in my House

Clint Smith Mom’s eyes close.She raises the spatulaas if she

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