Because She Thinks She Is Going To Hell
By Theresa Davishoney
you are not being judged
because your bones decided
Calling poets to a greater role in public life and fostering a national network of socially engaged poets.
By Theresa Davishoney
you are not being judged
because your bones decided
By Richard BlancoAll of us as vital as the one light we move through,
the same light on blackboards with lessons for the day:
equations to solve, history to question, or atoms imagined,
By Dan VeraThis is what is feared:
that flags do not nourish the blood,
that history is not glorious or truthful.
By Jericho BrownThey said to say goodnight
And not goodbye, unplugged
The TV when it rained. They hid
By Richard BlancoThe Gulf Motel with mermaid lampposts
and ship's wheel in the lobby should still be
rising out of the sand like a cake decoration.
By Joseph RossIn a summer of snipers
some men raised their hands
with fingers pressed
By Nahshon CookThen he explained
how the Buddha
instructed us
to reflect on the body
By Reginald Harriswalk long enough
with a pebble in your shoe
and walking with a pebble becomes
normal
By Joseph O. Legaspislides down into my body, soft
lambs wool, what everybody
in school is wearing, and for me