Skip to Content
Search Results
Dunya Mikhail

The Shape of the World

By Dunya Mikhail
Sheila Maldonado

great blood

By Sheila Maldonado you come from greatness

remember that

you are the descendant of great kings

remember that
Rosa Chávez

We, stones, were branded by hot iron

By Rosa Chávez Ri oj ab'aj xkoj qetal ruk'a k'atanalaj ch'ich'
Xk'at ri qab'aq'wach //
Las piedras fuimos marcadas con hierro candente
quemados nuestros ojos //
We, stones, were branded by hot iron
our eyes scorched
Rachel Eliza Griffiths

Elegy

By Rachel Eliza Griffiths I remember the boys & their open hands. High fives
of farewell. I remember that the birches waved too,
the white jagged limbs turning away from incessant wildfires
Sam Taylor

Past Tense

By Sam Taylor And someone in a field found an old car
from the year black with beetles, eaten like lace,
and the sky fell into it, a private thing.
And everyone had a kitchen or a fold-out bed
Danez Smith

not an elegy for Mike Brown

By Danez Smith I am sick of writing this poem

but bring the boy. his new name

his same old body. ordinary, black

dead thing. bring him & we will mourn
Constance Norgren

PHOTOGRAPH—GAYLANI, BAGHDAD

By Constance Norgren Who is she, standing just off-center,
her eyes on us, caught turning to us,
her arms folded over her chest,
Saeed Jones

Nocturne: Beheaded

By Saeed Jones All throat now already brighter than the stars.
I could hold you in my song. Sotto voce, tremble
against me: a breeze slips in, cools my blood
Homero Aridjis

Un templo que no está en el templo / A temple not in the temple

By Homero Aridjis A temple not in the temple
A temple apart from its form
A temple older than the stones
Patricia Davis

I Will Tell Her about Icarus

By Patricia Davis about his sister how she
wanted
to be light

built night in her ribs
Page 3 of 5 pages