
She grips a cup so hard it breaks and the heads / rise all at once, “She’s here!”
She grips a cup so hard it breaks and the heads / rise all at once, “She’s here!”
I took matters into my own hands, / Decided to be brave / I reclaimed my soul.
My mother: first in this hypothetical line, / claws already reaching out for the taste of first light.
平和の条がキラキラと輝いている |
O how radiantly the Article of Peace sparkles
Inside the rice bowl are a few /
unshatterable stones
A spotlight on Deaf poet and Latina Sickle Cell Warrior Crystal Martinez
I’m talking to her at night, / the earliest hour of her death.
India’s Covid-19 lockdown was ordered in four phases.
She grips a cup so hard it breaks and the heads / rise all at once, “She’s here!”
I took matters into my own hands, / Decided to be brave / I reclaimed my soul.
A spotlight on Deaf poet and Latina Sickle Cell Warrior Crystal Martinez
My mother: first in this hypothetical line, / claws already reaching out for the taste of first light.
I’m talking to her at night, / the earliest hour of her death.
平和の条がキラキラと輝いている |
O how radiantly the Article of Peace sparkles
Inside the rice bowl are a few /
unshatterable stones
India’s Covid-19 lockdown was ordered in four phases.