The quality of protecting

by Ray Ball, PhD The centertastes likecoconut,drunk as a delicacy.In the moonthe apocalypseof fruit.Inside it,the absence.They requirestrength.It seems incredible that they cancontain whateverI know.And that Iand theyare softin texture. Note from the author: This is a found poem. The original text is Jane E. Mangan’s critical edition of José de Acosta’s Natural and Moral History of the Indies. Ray Ball, Read More

Firm

by Agampreet Kalra They tell me To be an Elephant. “Elephants are graceful and quiet” They stride in a walk, Even when barks pin them – Lithesome even when them mutts follow. I look at them. They have darkness in the underskin of their eyes. Muggy, Torrid. Heads bowed. Resilient. They cry because they can’t shout. They have a reputation Read More

Homage to My Middle-Aged Black Body

by Christine Taylor Because most of the time I hate this body stiff hip flexors, cracking knees sore, cystic breasts rolls and stretch marks that appear in mirrored angles I marvel when on the sidewalk escorting at the women’s clinic I swell by how completely I love this body the brownness of it its animal-like awareness, its speed getting to Read More