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The Lovers
A striking poem that interrogates the search for agency amidst the complexities of sex, violence, and masculinity. Through writer’s conferences where R&B folklore mingles with acts of cruelty, “Brother” reveals how struggles for power can catalyze our deepest vulnerabilities, unveiling all the hard lessons our mothers never taught us.
By Alina Moore
The Self
Brooklyn-based writer Lilura Chacez is pulling on our heartstrings in this poem exploring the loss of a mother. Chacez paints the softest images—from the garden growing nurse plants to a grandma plaiting hair—that rescue the speaker’s memories from time.
By Lilura Chacez
The Self
A striking poem that interrogates the search for agency amidst the complexities of sex, violence, and masculinity. Through writer’s conferences where R&B folklore mingles with acts of cruelty, “Brother” reveals how struggles for power can catalyze our deepest vulnerabilities, unveiling all the hard lessons our mothers never taught us.
By Martheaus Perkins
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it’s so easy with you
The LoversIt's So Easy With YouBy Niko Issue 18 vez, you are love in its purest form. when we first met in person, i was extremely nervous. i was sweating at the bus stop under my hoodie and flight jacket, sipping on strawberry soju trying to loosen myself up, and...
Love and Devotion
The LoversLove and DevotionBy Verza D. Issue 18 Dear lovie, I have such intense feelings for you. I always tell you how different I was before I met you, how I was running from love, how I thought I couldn’t handle it. But when I met you, my heart caught fire. I’d...
when my closet held my heart
The LoversWhen My Closet Held My HeartBy Mari Issue 18 I love you, I have always loved you. For keeping me safe, for allowing me to hide during the tremblings and seizings of my world, holding on to your frame during the quakes. Even though sometimes, it felt as...
A Longing
The LoversA LongingBy Moses Issue 18 That time, I could only bring myself to hold her pinky, although I had a gushing waterfall within. Now is the time for drought, there is nobody; save myself and yellow earth — Cracked and lined, openings on the sand like dry lips...
I Remember My Grandmother On a Random October Night
The VillageI Remember My Grandmother On A Random October NightBy Yasmine Bolden october generously hands me back my childhood; everything is dying but i’m too apple-cidered and love-struck at the sight of orange-afroed trees to notice. i want to be. the blankets and...
To The Buried Child
The SelfTo The Buried ChildBy Makiyah Hicks Issue 18 I’m not sure who this concerns or when we lost contact. I can already begin to imagine the “return to sender” notification that will appear as I click send on this message. I am not sure where to begin this journey...
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