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Meg Eden

factory work: made in china.

By Meg Eden I look for a man's hand inside
the folds of my purse, and find
a pattern that recalls a finger print, the way
Nancy C. Otter

Rios Montt

By Nancy C. Otter The soldier who stopped my father's truck
at the Chiapas border crossing in 1983
might have worked for that man
Deema K. Shehabi

Migrant Earth

By Deema K. Shehabi I could tell you that listening is made for the ashen sky,
and instead of the muezzin's voice, which lingers
like weeping at dawn,
Vanessa Huang

Dear End of Terror,

By Vanessa Huang May you rest
In peace
This night
Alicia Ostriker

Laundry

By Alicia Ostriker Just finished folding laundry. There's the news. A slender prisoner, ankles shackled, nude back and legs striped by a brown substance you might take for blood but which probably is feces, hair long, arms extended at shoulder level like a dancer or like Jesus, walks toward a soldier with rolled-up pants and a gun, posed legs akimbo in the tiled corridor. I cannot say from the image if the soldier is smiling, too few pixels to tell.
Scott Hightower

Rubber Dollie

By Scott Hightower Like a dancer covered in nothing
but white powder, then sponged
with coarse brown makeup;
Persis M. Karim

Other Mothers

By Persis M. Karim Their sons who speak of a cause
As if it were their two feet
beneath them. That they could hold an idea
Margit Berman

The Day Obama Decided

By Margit Berman The day Obama decided enough was enough
and turned off his TV and slept well for the first time since 2007,
and Nancy Pelosi decided enough was enough
Rich Villar

Always Here

By Rich Villar lacking a proper entrance
into a poem
about Arizona Senate Bill 1070
Yael Flusberg

Waiting Outside The US Capital Where She Lies In State, Eve Of All Souls

By Yael Flusberg after the first three hours
the temperature dropped to visible breath.
my fall coat no longer protected and my toes
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