from Forgetting Willie James Jones

By David Tomas Martinez It's not water to wine to swallow harm,
though many of us have,
and changing the name

Abortion in the Garden of Eden

By Venus Thrash Deep in the heart of the Garden of Eden,
past the Euphrates & Tigris riverbanks,
the marsh grass, reed beds, bulrushes,

By Eduardo C. Corral Are the knees & elbows
the first knots
the dead untie?

By Shailja Patel sing history
back onto itself, sing tearing
whole again, sing altered

By Danez Smith one is hard & the other tried to be
one is fast & the other was faster
one is loud & one is a song

By Natalie Diaz In the Kashmir mountains,
my brother shot many men,
blew skulls from brown skins,

By Daniel Nathan Terry There are oaks that remember
what we would forget--the burn of the rope,
how a body takes on more weight

By Derrick Weston Brown Your brown skin is not a bomb.
Your brown skin does not mean bomb.
Though they doctor pictures.

By Lauren May & Asha Gardner This poem is in video format.

By Truth Thomas Shayna reads the Word and takes
the story of that first miracle as
serious as unpaid electric bills in
winter