The Sweet Water of Craft by Jennifer Bartell
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The Sweet Water of Craft by Jennifer Bartell

I was born and raised in South Carolina and know that a journey to a watering hole is not a wasted trip; it’s a trip of necessity. It’s a place where you can drink water that is so essential for life. The Watering Hole poetry group functions similarly: it’s a place where page poets, spoken...

September 30, 2014December 2, 2018by
Christopher Rose
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Christopher Rose

“Maganda” I watch your body twist towards the wall and away from me as we lay a world apart on our queen size. Maganda This is unmeasured pain. I use a term that your family did not teach you. I reach my hand to yours and together we can face lost histories. Maganda Your expression...

September 19, 2014November 29, 2018by
Essence London
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Essence London

“Because Your Mama Ain’t” no dishwasher, no garbage man, no mildew-out-the-grout scrubber, gnats fester in your house. You are not old enough to make your hardwood floors shine with your knees bent like a civilian man afraid to bleed so gnats buzz—or do whatever they do. One night soon, too many of those gnats will...

September 19, 2014November 29, 2018by
Robert E. Randolph, Jr.
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Robert E. Randolph, Jr.

“Somebody Gave Me This Madness” Ain’t it painful to feel an itch coming, knowing full well you ain’t gon be able to scratch it. –ej raines When we fuck, I think to myself trembling: men disappear and this is how it happens— with gentle weeping and the gnashing of teeth. I stake my claim gloriously with...

September 19, 2014December 2, 2018by