Tiona Nekkia McClodden, KILO | Iba se 99. [I wish to communicate with you. | I acknowledge 99]

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  Contributors   Fullamusu Bangura is a queer, Sierra Leonean poet originally from Washington, DC, and currently residing in Chicago, IL. Her work has been featured in Memoir Mixtapes, Peach Mag, and TRACK//FOUR (forthcoming). Sasha Banks is a Pushcart nominated-poet whose work has appeared in RHINO, Kinfolks Quarterly, Poor Claudia, Zocalo Public Square, Spoon River […]

  White Petal Sprinkle Rolling Across Gustavo Rivera   1. w h i t e p e t a l s p r i n k l e r o l i n g a c ro s It e w h i t e p e t a l s p r i n […]

Tiona Nekkia McClodden, Be Alarmed: The Black American Epic, Movement I – The Visions, SCENE IV: Vulnerability (2014)

  From Canfield Green Apartments, Tituba, Rekia, and Cynthia Watch Michael Fall Sasha Banks (after Gail Scott)   Street: In apartment wall. Across the street. Hot August. He/Michael[1] running away. From off’cer {& silver arrow}. Th’ sound. One/two, three; fffourrrr. Five sixsevennnn (ate?) I/T/Tituba[2] cursing in wall. Moaning ‘cause I’ve sawn it before and before […]

  For Country Jesús Mendoza Downey   El Comandante leans back in his chair and peels the plastic film off his bucket of ice cream, doesn’t lick it clean before tossing it. Crush up some glass bottles and stuff them down our friend Aurelio’s throat, he tells me. I would hate to inform him that […]

   Family Cherry Tree Feliz Moreno   These days, my dad likes to announce that he’s going to use the bathroom by saying, “I gotta take a Trump.” As a kid, and now as an adult, Dad’s role in the family has been that of the jokester-prankster-wordsmith. He likens himself to a hyena because he […]

  reviewing Madlib’s “Shades of Blue” from the hospital room Kaja Rae Lucas   yah / yah / yah. my daddy told me young what nigga means. mostly ‘cause my body wasn’t willing to stay in the box. he told me with that whiplash tongue that if i’m a nigga then i gotta be a […]