Juneteenth

Polyp Trees | Fiction

Polyp Trees | Fiction

Mebba told me once that in the south, Magnolia trees mean something different; to our people, anyway. Their stock and branches, thick and twisted between delicately soft blooms that almost make the trees seem beautiful. Almost. I visit her every summer, but this one...
Cheese! | Visual Art

Cheese! | Visual Art

Cheese! Britnie Walston is a versatile Maryland-based artist who captures energy through light and vibrant colors. Living near the Chesapeake Bay, her work is inspired by nature; often depicting the absence of human presence, liberation (“set free”) and freedom...
freedom cartography | Poetry

freedom cartography | Poetry

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...
We congregate in aisle ten | Poetry

We congregate in aisle ten | Poetry

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...