by TNSF | Jun 19, 2021 | Poems, Vol. 4, Issue 7
freedom cartography Smack! I open my eyes as a tear escapes down my cheek. “Stop moving,” auntie says, a glare darkening her eyes. I cannot mess up her masterpiece. I close my eyes and her hands are not hers again. We sit in a town of mothers tending to the afros...
by TNSF | Jun 19, 2021 | Poems, Vol. 4, Issue 7
We congregate in aisle ten of the twentyfourhour walmart in that city named after cigarettes we find the light, the truth, somewhere between sara lee pies and sticky krispy kreme giggling on nothing, sipping a southern suburban flavor of late capitalist pop we search...
by TNSF | Sep 11, 2019 | Photography, Vol. 2, Issue 22
Joy Taken in the northern suburbs of Atlanta, GA, this portrait uses a wide-open aperture to remove the one branch and the subject from the rest of the forest. To me, this photographic isolation represents an experience of growing up in the South as a person of color...
