You Are Still Here

by Ayotola Tehingbola

Tobilola, I know you in so many ways. I know what you are feeling when you start to skip a movie and what you are thinking when you raise your brows at a song. I know you need a cold bottle of Coke to ease off the tension and that sleep is your safety. I know when you need a hug or a meeting of fingertips or just a touching of shoulders. I know you eat your nails when in dire need of something smart to say. I know that you will never intentionally hurt anyone’s feelings. I know you need to talk about us when you ask for a walk to the bridge. I know that humor is your escape and design your passion. I know that you never know what you want to eat. I know you abhor plantain. I detest it too. I know you hate being woken up. I know you like it when our faces align and our noses touch. I know you like to catch my lips and release me for air. I have learned you and now, I know you in so many ways. Continue reading

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On Taiko: The Invading Commander to his Soldiers

by Corinne Wohlford Mason

Listen.

When you begin to
hear the drums pound out a rhythm
you’ve reached the city’s edge. Continue reading

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Material Resistance

by Oksana Maksymchuk

Nowhere safe to go
I keep myself hidden in
an anonymous uniform Continue reading

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Calle Ocho y el Mundo

by Sophia Falber

-after a mural of Celia Cruz by Alejandra Seda, 2021

Her name in all its glory:
Úrsula Hilaria Celia de la Caridad Cruz Alfonso.
Taking space:
on the page,
on the wall,
on the stage. Continue reading

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Headphones: A Brief History and Other Notes

by Danielle Verwers

I.
Baldwin sold the set he built
there on the kitchen table
to the Navy. Continue reading

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