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  • Hoo Doo Interests – A. Whittenberg

    MaMa Fontaine stirs gumbo in a big rusty pot telling me that joy is squashing a pregnant roach. She is a jailbird, an ex-lounge singer, and a literary agent (who won’t sign me). She wonders if it is just some quirk, or does insanity truly run parallel to our family. I count the sky’s stars…

  • the girl who sees her truest self – Ashley Blake

      Ashley Blake is a multidisciplinary artist who is passionate about bridging cultural and ethnic gaps. You can easily find her listening to Korean R&B while scouring through editorial photography or sewing a costume for an upcoming shoot. Her work explores the spaces between reality and fantasy, crossing cultural spheres, seeking to explain the things…

  • The Broken – A. Gregory Frankson

    the beautifully brave are like brittle birch bark bent by blows borne with breath bated, barely able to maintain emotional communion with the vibrations innate to their souls and when pressure exerted on their reed of society bends it to the breaking point and no other option remains they snap like the click of a…

  • The Type – Alyssa Cruz

    Alyssa Cruz is a Filipina-American poet, born and raised in the suburbs of the Pacific Northwest. When she isn’t analyzing healthcare data or browsing infographics, you can find her at a happy hour, daydreaming, writing poetry, or all three at once. Her work has appeared in Bricolage & The Atlanta Review. She lives in Seattle,…

  • The Cliff – Chloe Morris

    I was ten-years-old When the pain started blossoming In my mother’s back, The resultant weeds spreading, Digging their roots into nerve endings And despite the lack of sun, Refusing to die, As they cropped up In her leg, In her shoulders, In her sense of gravity, In the veins of her spirit.   I was…

  • Home – Choya Randolph

    Home is where the sound of sirens are lullabies. Where single moms dream when they blink. Where the candles smell like the places we’ve never been. Where the grass on the other side is as green as money. Home sparkles with resilience. Home has tears that could quench thirst. Sometimes our smiles are tired from…

  • Lox & Pigskin – Benji Katz

    My papa told me schvartzes         give themselves a bad name when they dance in the end zone,          I said When´s the last time you saw a Jewish man make it there?          If he had maybe he´d dance the horah & grumbling fans who…

  • A Love Letter To My Best Friend – Andrew Warner

    A Love Letter To My Best Friend     After becoming the youngest poet to win a provincial and national spoken word championship in the same year (2014), Andrew Warner has published four collections of poetry, toured in 25+ cities, graduated college at 19, and created his first cinematic poem, Mangoes, on Button Poetry, the…

  • Never Be Content – Illuminate Oblivion

    Never Be Content   Illuminate Oblivion is a Spoken Punk Poet from Hull, East Yorkshire.