Monkeys

You had to buy a good monkey, to know where it came from, for at least five years of guaranteed love, you had to know what it had or… More

for mike brown

i fold my knees to a brown god, even // if he exists only for me. Bismilla’ hirah maa / neraheeem. take me home, where i can be a… More

The PEN Ten with Joy Harjo

"I have to take care of what I was given. I am aware of carrying a gift that belongs to my people. It doesn’t belong to me. It’s ancient… More

Oh, The Places You Will Go!

“Stay? Go?”—the choice, the freedom to choose suffocating like a plastic bag atop her head, a hijab tied around her neck, as if an answer would erase doubt, a… More

Two Poems by Mark Cugini

A white man says we need to set a higher bar for / terrorism and then rides off my timeline on a police horse. There's nothing new / I… More

The PEN Ten with Ross Gay

"My responsibility now feels to be, among two thousand other things, to explore what is lovely and necessary and to be adored and cared for and held up." More

Mars(eillaise)

I died for Easter day and resurrected just / Like him for a week at the hospital I was high on morphine / And the nurses all laughed… More