Diagrammer of Sentences

By Mary Kay Rummel ● 2022

Diagrammer of Sentences    In the corner of the living room, huddled over my pink wooden desk, brothers fighting, mother angry because I’m not peeling potatoes, I’m wandering in English…

Restoring prairie

By Leslie Thomas ● 2022

Restoring prairie   June 24, 1854: Some of these flowers must be preserved—not that they can ever be made any more beautiful or arranged with any better taste than now.…

How I Became a Feminist

By KateLynn Hibbard ● 2022

How I Became A Feminist   Because she could not bear to waste a thing, My mother always drank the coffee dregs Straight from the pot, and dribbled on her…

Between the Stations

By Benj Vardigan ● 2022

Between the Stations The presets are nonsense, directions to nowhere. Coaxing the dial across the notches we nuance, tune our ears to any clear scrap in the static.   On…

Salvation of Bread

By Diane Jarvenpa ● 2022

Salvation of Bread   Every time sorrow is a rock to the skull   I chant up a stove it’s belly all fire bloom    as I beg any ancestor…

Art by Demont Peekaso Pinder

I Wish

By Allysza Castile ● 2019

Last night I woke up out my sleep and I cried for you. I tried to hold it in, but my tears just flowed like an endless river that would…

West Saint Paul

By Roberto Sande Carmona ● 2019

Tengo un headache. Maybe it’s the combinación de lenguas en my head, on the billboards (espectaculares, dice mi abi), y en las conversations of people pasando por Cesar Chavez Street.…

Art by Christopher E. Harrison

Pet

By Kurt Schultz ● 2019

Kinda clammy, kinda wet, the goldfish kinda needs a vet. A little pale and looking ill, the doctor thinks she needs some pills. The pills won’t do, get a knife,…

Art by Ta-coumba Aiken

When Words Are Not Enough

By Anh-Hoa Thi Nguyen ● 2019

For Philando Castile, his family, and our community He was no one to me, but never no body Yet in an instant he became every body Every body sacrificed Every…

Art by Moriah Pratt

Philando Castile

By Norita Dittberner-Jax ● 2019

In that Cathedral atop the highest hill in Saint Paul, we gathered for Philando. He came on a white catafalque drawn by horses, his coffin carried up the hill by…

Art by Sandra Menefee Taylor

If I Declare the Obvious

By Kayla Gray ● 2019

After Ada Límon’s “The Conditional” What if you stayed a little longer? What if you told the afterlife to shove it? What if I picked up the phone to your…

Art by Tom McGregor

Glass Womb

By Rebecca Frost ● 2019

In the crystal hothouse to escape the cold I am here, at last. Wrapped myself in gray wool, blue parka, scarf, mittens, galoshes. Tissue in my pocket. Slipped just once…