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That Pomegranate Shine

By Lori Desrosiers I was the wrong kind of bride,
more sweat than glisten,
more peach than pomegranate.

lynch

By Martha Collins not as in pin, the kind that keeps the wheels
turning, and not the strip of land that marks
the border between two fields. unrelated

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The Republic of Poetry

By Martín Espada In the republic of poetry,
a train full of poets
rolls south in the rain

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Mud Mothers

By Lenelle Moïse the children of haiti
are not mythological
we are starving

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Before going to the Barbershop

by: Gabriel Ramirez

this was the first time I got to choose
how I looked and since I was told not to
call a boy beautiful, I was my first.

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Ode to the Black Men Playing Lil’ Jon Outside the Waterfront Safeway

by: Alexa Patrick

they perch outside the grocery,
sucking teeth at new neighbors
rushing home with La Croix boxes

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Chains and Links

by: Laura Da'

long rains chased by dry and hot weather, / coupled with the smallpox, cholera, and typhus // trailed by settlers.

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You’re So Paranoid

by: Franny Choi

(If I say a wall of men standing on my friends’ necks.) (If I describe it.)

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Certain Seams

by: Jill Khoury

I ask people to please walk on my left side. It’s the eye that’s not completely dead I say. They always move over.

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