Fiction: Bruh
‘His two huskies pawed at an old dead possum, above them the cicadas were singing at full pitch as warm wind blew through the green leaves like hot breath.’
Old Lies About the New World
And why people keep telling them.
Symbol in the Syllables
Xánath Caraza’s ‘Sin preámbulos/Without Preamble.’ Translated by Sandra Kingery and published by Spartan Press
Puerto Rico Se Levanta
Puerto Rico rises, every day.
Going Home to Puerto Rico, For the First Time
I am coming home, Puerto Rico, for the first time. How will I find you? Will you recognize me as one of your own? Am I too late?
Art on a Mission
Sometimes, in special times and places, art is merely a giant middle finger raised against ugliness.
A Poet’s Tears
In ‘Lágrima roja,’ Xánath Caraza attempts to capture the terrible beauty of Mexico with words.
PTSWeed
Marijuana smoke is, oftentimes, the sigh of an oppressed person.