By Olivia J. Williams

I will never call a Latino “papi”

sino héroe, soldado, sobreviviente

Brother in bondage, sibling in survival

The chains of the Hispanic clink with those of his Black cellmate

We languish under the same white gall

Vintage War

By Dotty Harrison

Life to all, the empty promise

I’ve found something new

Take your script and watch it slip through

Cracks so obvious

It Went Like This

By Jackson Ceule


Yes! Bless The New U.S...

Making America Great Again

With only the best.

I must confess this victory came a little shocking.

I wasn’t expecting Trump to win,

The way the media was talking.

Making Maps

By Natalie Rovello

On November 8th, 2016

(“a date which will live in infamy”)

I sat like a child on my bed

I had always thought myself an artist,

So I took a pen and drew a map — 

Every line

Of every state

I drew my home