Two Poems
“Saturday morning my hair meets this drain” and “Not a snow day” are two poems by Tawanda Mulalu that reckon with loving, existing, belonging, and all the gaps in between
Where were you?
Fiction editor Thirangie Jayatilake’s poem teems with a staccato rage at our current global state. With an accompanying image by Catalina Aranguren
two thousand and twenty
Originally in Brazilian Portuguese, with an English translation by Sarah Rebecca Kersley, Black feminist poet Mel Adún reflects on the day-to-day griefs of the pandemic in this haunting lyric