Patti Kameya boldly satirizes cultural appropriation and the violence that accompanies it.
A dream delayed is as unforgiving as a wrong note played.
From the Mostar Bridge to the Golden Gate Bridge, atrocity leaves us “without a metaphor.”
ICE conducted sweeping raids in immigrant communities last week. Still, so many white moderates “try the impossible /not to witness.”
In Leona Sevick’s poem, a daughter of Korean immigrants grapples with the loneliness that can reside at cultural intersections.
Embers scatter the night skies like frantic flame-thrown fireflies.
Soodabeh Saeidnia’s “Two Micro-Poems” captures our present sense of disunity and the accompanying sorrow.
The first poem in our Immigration and Xenophobia series should frighten and embolden you.
Desire and death are never far apart; neither are beauty and tragedy.
I’m not even sure this is a poem. I’m just mad.
“Never with a doll or book /you listen to crickets”–an evocative lyric that reminds us of the power of the image.
A poem we received on November 9th.
They give you no damn right to lock me in jail.
Does becoming a parent damage one’s happiness? Or is language really just that slippery?
Watch as Isaac Lomax delivers a poem on the loss of his brother.
Gary Bouchard’s “headline poem” is part quirk, part admiration; a blank verse soliloquy uttered by a man who appreciates the value of boots — “Soles, holes and all the sweet manure they hold!”