Drought by Rashae Reeves

Drought I wish I knew how to make the porridge Mum used to make
so I could remember the taste of saltine crackers and brown sugar 
kisses coated in cinnamon then shared in secret.
 Childhood memories— My feet hanging from the wooden stool as I peered into the bowl, haunted by the smell, jealous of how…

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the night i got drunk and nazis ran through the streets by s.g. maldonado-vélez

the night i got drunk and nazis ran through the streets  -for Charlottesville, Virginia  i carry lullabies in my ears tonight bucketfuls to drench the fire of tiki torches bought at walmart  for fifteen bucks by the same white faces caught and sought to  represent the future suburban dads association ready to light up cities…

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Two Poems by Sid Gopinath

Bravery of Brown Bodies Pt. 1 There’s a certain bravery to two brown bodies  I think  as your fingertips find long-forgotten scars  trace imprints of history  caress babysmooth tomorrow  a particular courage  to lie  intertwined  on elephant ivory sheets  it’s a specific beauty  seeing my molasses brown black eyes reflected back in your own  Here …

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