Roshni Ahmed: 23 Years After 9/11, Are We Any Safer?
True justice for the lives lost on 9/11 and during the U.S.’ war on terror would require us to put an end to overfunding violence and war.
Sean Sexton: Whelmed+
I tap out my pipe, aware of the grand majesty
of a morning taking shape—all the breezes of the
yester-day settle like complaint grown silent.
Abby Zimet: OMG Now They’re Coming For Our Cats and Chairs and Ducks
Sheesh. The Crazy Train just keeps clattering on.
Nidia Hernández: Refugiada | A refugee
the country in a foreign film
where I live now
I’m alone with the trees
Anita Hofschneider: Environmental Justice as Birthright
Indigenous youth are using litigation to force change in political and economic systems that have long resisted calls to climate action. On Aug. 8, 2023, 13-year-old Kaliko was getting ready for … Continue reading →
Jim Minick: Know the Trees, One by One
Know the trees, one by one,
rough-barked, smooth, shingled, or banded,
oak, hickory, maple, or gum.
Craig Mokhiber: The UN’s Settler-Colonial Bloc
A UN grouping anchored by the Anglo countries, Israel, and European states wields disproportionate power to undermine human rights and international law.
Laure-Anne Bosselaar: Farmer’s Market in Antwerp
I remember this so clearly — as if it happened today.
How she arranged her skirt, rubbed her hands together.
Angele Ellis: Love in a Time of Genocide | In Palestine Wail, Yahia Lababidi seeks the redemption of the human soul
Tell me, what steel entered your heart,
what fear made you rabid,
what hate drove out pity?
Michael Daley: Upbeat Hardwired Blameless
Let’s always come back to this room.
For what it’s worth, as the place where
windows open onto a world we think of
as our own
Alma Luz Villanueva: I Sleep with my Buck Knife
It all began with my full-blood Yaqui Indian grandmother, Mamacita, from Sonora, Mexico, who raised me in San Francisco.
Tony Gloeggler: Fade Away
In 1964, my father and uncle
loaded the U HAUL and we left
Bed Stuy with all the other white
people and moved to Long Island.
William J. Astore: From the Arsenal of Democracy to an Arsenal of Genocide
The Pernicious Price of Global Reach, Global Power, and Global Dominance
Helen Hunt Jackson: Poppies on the Wheat
Along Ancona’s hills the shimmering heat,
A tropic tide of air with ebb and flow
Bathes all the fields of wheat until they glow
Like flashing seas of green