
Finding Home: Immigration and Displacement, May ’25 Editor: Vallie Lynn Watson Guest Editor: Leah Joseph Managing Editor: Karris Rae Associate Editor: Taryn White Assistant Editors: Robbie Hess, Jade Turner, Meilyn Woods Interns: Ta’Mya Davis, Elaine Schroeder Donna Turan, “Liberty’s Lament,” Acrylic, marker, and pen on canvas Letter from the Editor…
Read MoreKilling the Ingénu Valerie Tirado __________ To escape our blood-soaked land,we rather flock on frays of papier-mâché rafts swallowed whole by tumultuous waves than live where the ironclad hungerfor the metallic taste of censorship. How to distill home from homeland when—as a boy—I was stripped of my mother,handed a rifle & taught to kill…
Read MoreEven the Rocks Turn Away When We Look at Them R Rice __________ She wakes to find herself far from home, from family, the tent sweltering under glass-hard sky. Those stirring around her, all of them, on their way, they hope, somewhere else. For a moment she’s still, lost in the moving of her body’s own…
Read MoreRoad Song Jed Myers __________ I’ve ground my teeth to an aching, jawsore from a long clench while I searchedfor a road out of a war, no knowing which side I was on. And I dreamed a crossing—safe passage, no gate, no screamed inquisitions at gunpoint between wired-off halves of land— not…
Read MoreMary McColley __________ Ajnabia I am remembering the open skies of August, how I lay at nightwatching a city creep with light, how I lostmyself in the arched stone halls of necklaces, spices, lambs’ heads how I felt so small, that I could hide between the ridges of datesHow my…
Read MoreIsra Hassan __________ A Ballad for Those Playing Dead dangerous mezzanineshoney spilt suddenlieshouse of sand practiceWestern exit strategiesgrim blessed reapera viral hum operathieving empirea repear’s balladan obscene drought __________ Star Light, Star Bright circa March 2025, SpaceX Rocket Explodes Is the satellite’s rawmaterials happyto be returning?Did the satellite’s rawmaterials missthe…
Read MoreBelow Deck Steve Gerson __________ I am an American, because my grandparents suffered through a voyage below deck. They roiledin tempests. They ate grub-infested cornmeal. They traveled without an itinerary other than anyland would improve their prior status as second-class field workers digging potatoes out of rocks.What would await them?…
Read MoreExiles A. Z. Foreman __________ Through dusk’s torn veil, where borders bleed to none,A thousand shadows shuffle, lose their names.The road is ash, the sky a loaded gun,Its stars reciting grief in silent claims.No gate holds fast, no wall can bar the weightOf feet that drag the heart through mud…
Read MoreLogical Preposition A. J. Bermudez __________ I am often apologizing to my international students.Why, they want to know, are we in a classroom, at a university, on a campus?Why in a chair, at a desk, on the board? What is it to be near / below / beyond / apart…
Read MoreFoods of All Nations Shalmi Barman __________ November 6th, 2024 I never feel so expertly from hereas in the dairy aisle at 8 AM,pajama-clad, insouciantly unwashed,comparing flavored yogurts. Empires fallupon the price of eggs while we delay,exchanging greetings by the sourdoughas neighbors should. And have you heard the news?The soup…
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