Elementia politics



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 Asian men rattle wire fences in 1930s internment camps White supremacists l

Peace: a 21st century Anachronism

By Alicia Dressman

Five dozen shouting. All mouths open vocalizing hatred for hate – some to be cool, others to get it out – shouting loud, looking left and right for the movement. Where’s it going? Never looking from where it came; Grab a slogan, get to the sidewalks, Pound your message into the pavement, The mud

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

And we still fight in vain Who’s the one that wins? No one’s truly saved No room left to swim Life to all, the empty promise

It Went Like This

By Jackson Ceule

Republican Yes!

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 And my family’s home. My father’s side arrived in 1750 They crossed the Gap before Daniel Boone