Dawn Potter: Play Clothes
How many summers
did that red and white sundress last?
It was my mother’s before it was mine
Norell Edwards: Seeking Safety as a Black Woman in New Cities
Certainly, policing cannot be the solution for the safety of Black women, who must navigate the line between white supremacist violence and its toxic violent byproducts that overwhelm the Black community.
E. Bailey Norwood, Courtney Bir: 10% of Americans Don’t Eat Meat
The number of Americans who are vegans or vegetarians has doubled in recent years.
Bhikshuni Sukka: The Way Back Home
Look at me. Even on the darkest night, I could show you where to find enough light to make your way back home.
Laure-Anne Bosselaar: When the Bed is Made
How mothers, lovers, nurses & hotel maids,
backs aching, have bent over beds for that last
swift tidying.
Greg Lobas: 07:30 — Six Degrees of Separation
My best friend Dan helped pull the children
from the second story window,
little, smudged Raggedy Ann and Andy.
We had done every futile thing
we could.
Darrell Kaufman: Is it really hotter now than any time in 100,000 years?
Globally, 2023 has seen some of the hottest days in modern measurements, but what about farther back, before weather stations and satellites?
Barbara Crooker: Happiness
This is all there is: the red cherries, the green leaves,
sky like a pale silk dress, and the rise and fall
of the sweet breeze.
Michael Simms: Sun Star
After churning all night
I wake to see the sun star
In the window, its perfect
Blossoms full of light
Colleen Hagerty: The Young People Reshaping Wildfire Policy
FireGeneration advocates for Indigenous-led, youth-powered approaches to the wildfire crisis.
Chase Iron Eyes: Supreme Court Ruling Upholds Native Sovereignty—For Now
The weaponization of our children in order to stamp out our cultures—because, of course, a family or a nation without children has no future—continued after the boarding school era with the epidemic of state-sponsored removal of our young ones and their placement into non-Native foster care.
Amy Small-McKinney: Neighborhood
What do I know?
Anna with red wings that opened for me and hovered over the houses of bullies.
She is dead now too.
Wendy Mnookin: The Public Garden
The sun is shining and I’m content
to be myself, walking across the Common
as families queue up by the Swan Boats,
real swans parting the water
in elegant wakes.
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What must I do to be at peace with myself so that I may live presently and die gracefully?
