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Ra’Niqua Lee A Balm for the Body In memory of Tamir Rice For now, we hold down this quiet sunset trail, inside the city park after green glow swamps the rooftops, and you kiss me wet. Kiss me black along…

Albert Kapikian Knowledge and Acknowledgement Acknowledgement brings the unseen to light, and makes it known. In a pluralistic democracy, the production of knowledge includes the production of acknowledgement, and our ongoing encounter with others is the public humanities in which…

Jennifer Bullis Our Lady of Lost Items   Lady, where did you go, wherever were you, ever? I’m losing things in twos: two pairs of things, and twice now, you. Yesterday I hid my hiking poles behind a wide fir…

Jennifer Davis Michael Every Green and Growing Thing for my father I walk these woods and know that all around, unseen, in rotted stumps and fallen trees, is more life than I can imagine. I know because you taught me…

Malaika King Albrecht Accidental Saints   It’s true I can find water with a simple bendy straw, but now with an exhale wedged in my lungs, I can’t breathe for a night or maybe it’s been three. The trap the…