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Regie Cabico

A Queerification

By Regie Cabico queer me
shift me
transgress me
tell my students i'm gay
Pablo Miguel Martínez

azul / lejos

By Pablo Miguel Martinez the math of dance
the math of breath
counting 4 / 4
Eduardo Corral

All the Trees of the Field Shall Clap Their Hands

By Eduardo C. Corral Are the knees & elbows
the first knots
the dead untie?
Reginald Harris

“Baltimore Uproar” by Romare Bearden

By Reginald Harris Get off here. This is a story you've
been told: these streets before the trash,
the rats, the crack-heads nodding to ghost
Eduardo Corral


By Eduardo C. Corral A girl asleep beneath a fishing net
Sandals the color of tangerines
Off the coast of Morocco
Theresa Davis

Because She Thinks She Is Going To Hell

By Theresa Davis honey
you are not being judged
because your bones decided
Richard Blanco

from One Today

By Richard Blanco All of us as vital as the one light we move through,
the same light on blackboards with lessons for the day:
equations to solve, history to question, or atoms imagined,
Dan Vera

The Borders Are Fluid Within Us

By Dan Vera This is what is feared:
that flags do not nourish the blood,
that history is not glorious or truthful.
Jericho Brown


By Jericho Brown They said to say goodnight
And not goodbye, unplugged
The TV when it rained. They hid
Richard Blanco

Looking for The Gulf Motel

By Richard Blanco The Gulf Motel with mermaid lampposts
and ship's wheel in the lobby should still be
rising out of the sand like a cake decoration.
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