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.
RAMZY BAROUD: FOR THE LOVE OF GAZA
My hope grows stronger as I witness my people’s steadfastness in the face of genocide.
Alliyah Lusuegro: Mass Deportations Would Be a Nightmare
Mass deportations would tear millions of families apart, including mine. It would also be a moral, logistical, and economic disaster.
Michael Simms: Blowtorch Bob And Other Particulars Of My Politics
In 1970 I went to my first anti-war demonstration. I was sixteen and my cousin Michael Ashie (People introduced us as “This is my friend Michael and this is his … Continue reading
Laurence Musgrove: Surely
wondering what we’d
have to do, to leave behind,
to lose, to grieve without stopping
Fred Johnston: With My Father on Broadway in the Rain
I wanted to be back in our hotel room
Looking out the single window from that height
Knowing I could not fall, that if all gave way I could always fly
Patricia A. Nugent: Dog Poop
His veiled threat obviously didn’t shut me up; I can’t let it. As Audre Lourde reminds us, “Your silence will not protect you.”
Clarence Lusane: Make America Fascist Again (MAFA!)
The Future If Donald Trump Returns to the Oval Office
Video: A Broken House
The Syrian architect Mohamad Hafez received a one-way ticket to the United States. Missing his homeland, he decided to create a stand-in, sculpting life-like miniatures of the Damascus cityscape he had left behind.
Judith R. Robinson: I Apologize
My own people, once stalwart as the stars,
must now weep as we, their stunning progeny,
disappear like shadows
into the cracked cement of sweet America
Sara R. Burnett: English II
my student, not yet a man, sits
in front of me in a country, not yet
his home, a country who doesn’t see him
or even me, sometimes, and I wonder
what can he learn that he doesn’t know from me.
Video: Julián Delgado Lopera | The Poetry of Everyday Language
In a captivating, poetic ode to the beauty and strength of mixed languages, writer Julián Delgado Lopera paints a picture of immigrant and queer communities united not by their refinement of language but by the creative inventions that spring from their mouths. They invite everyone to reconsider what “proper” English sounds like – and imagine a blended future where those on the margins are able to speak freely.
Majid Naficy: Two Neighbors
The scent of chicken tahchin
Is wafting up to me
Through the window
And I know soon
She will knock at my door…
Grannies Respond/Abuelas Responden: Go Granny Go!
Elisa visited a Dallas boys’ migrant detention facility. “This hit me. This could have been my father. It was like a prison. The kids were depressed. Some were suicidal. It was heartbreaking.”
