A Fairy Tale of Blackboyhood
“I sometimes long for watered-down brown tresses that know to bow to the comb’s might.”
Poetry
We are so grateful to all of our partner-poets for sharing their work with us—please enjoy their beautiful words in our Featured Poetry catalogue.
As for Knowing Him
“The window shows a starling / considering a seed. Some people leave behind / almost everything,”
After the Procedure
By Sam Liming
of language. Not pistil, pistol. / Not violent, but violet.”
Epithalamion Sealed in Wax
“The chambers of my heart are / infinite and many. / I fasten us beyond the last breath / and exempt us from death.”
A BRIEF HISTORY OF THE DATE PALM
By Samia Saliba
“i fact check this & only some of it is true i will not say which parts. i prefer it this way.”
Sonnet with Jackson Pollock’s “The Deep” (1953)
“I stood silent I fell into that maw / of water blackened with air my own”
Poetry We Admire: Diners
This March, Associate Editor Benjamin Bartu curates poems about eating and being eaten.
Ode to Hands
“hands / that penned epics, chiseled limestone, callused / looping yarn around warp–we are / hyperbolic in recognition,”
Barreleye
“The puddles of my eyes ripen / into two giant green apples. Behind them / there’s a font where I met my reflection,”