Rakaya Fetuga

      Winter Blossom Does your laughter feel like winter blossom? A fog of  petals in your lungs, forcing joy a season too soon. I don’t know the taste of  your grief. Maybe it is a damaged earth, the world  offbeat and threatening. But in this...

Eljae

      and we sing  ‘this place ain’t for you anymore, anymore even air moves different from before, from before’ *humming* my work aunt once told me about this crowd that arrived. took homes and changed streets         left people;...

Lalah-Simone Springer

      Apex Black woman, apex Thighs and mind of thunder Grounded, solid Catches me in her stratospheric eyeline in the future sight of higher love. The mountainous everything of her So bright I can barely behold. I hide in the shade of her lashes...

Jamal Hassan

      Martin Luther King Jr’s on tour in the UK to repeat the same speech, you’ve heard but never remembered word for word. And why should you? I have a dream is painted onto enough t-shirts and baseball caps for you to get the gist. School...

Jemilea Wisdom-Baako

      It didn’t make me        a woman         darkened     school skirt pleats the pungent smell of loss            this initiation       a twelve year olds guide to becoming ashamed         it didn’t make me weak   they...

Zelda Cahill-Patten

      Street-preacher She looks at me with that fearsome oil-sheen in her eyes, the weighty conviction of milk-heavy gaze and breasts, telling me (the spittle-flecked words like Words made flesh) of her Father, how he is unseen, felt unstirring in the...