Erica Johnson I decided to partakepopping over to a protestand demonstrating democracyI was not prepared fora capital crisis on the capitolwhere the lines are drawnnot unlike the lines we drewin permanent marker on posterwhich warbles with movementand the din of voicesebbing, flowing, weavingaround and into the streetsarms linked or outstretchedand stomping feet standingor sitting stampingand… Continue reading

Zsófia Hajnal Bird in a cageYou want to be freeImagine the world more beautifulThan it couldEver be And soThe idea of wonderIs bornAnd sung in an ageOf captivity Zsófia Hajnal is a Budapest-based Hungarian economist and poet. In 2024, while her doctoral dissertation Reinterpreting the Moral Economy, written at the Corvinus University of Budapest, approached… Continue reading

Kate Bremer Tucker greets us today—messenger from other worlds;He travels back and forth so easily in the quiet, betweenthe trees, under the shrill of Bodi’s squeaky toy.Something is happening! Donkey squeals! Pony runs! Sylvia runs! The world is speedingup again. Time to slow the pen. Neutron star,heavier than Jasper, Marshmallow and all our drums. Marshmallowwants… Continue reading

Edward St. James The nerves have long stretched outwards from my spineSudden noises and piles of paperwork stretching aboveAll while fascism grows and nightmares stand in a lineI dream of becoming a dove in a grove Sudden noises and piles of paperwork stretching aboveOnly daydreams can keep me moving forwardI dream of becoming a dove… Continue reading

Sam Hendrian At sunset on Sunset BoulevardWhen West Hollywood was waking upAn aspiring actress of 25Limped back to her studio apartment. Didn’t know she was poor‘Til she dropped her toothbrush on the groundAnd cursed in fearOf having to lose another two dollars. Ten days into sobriety so farWhich would have been an accomplishmentIf it hadn’t… Continue reading

Kim Whysall-Hammond We are a gate by which she enterswe accidental godswe must dance as fast as we can Fear cannot not take hold of uswe must be furioushold fast to life, to laughterto the birdsong that lifts our Sunto rain that waters and cleansesto clear streams and bright skies She is the ghost of… Continue reading

Audrey Howitt I watch footage when it’s available.White men in masks take you, and you go.What else can you do in a countrywhere you thought you could speak out? If I could,I would form keys from the fingers of your captors,I would cry on the spot they took you,I would pin your image, your name,… Continue reading

R.M. Carlson lost my faithmy anchormy purposebrokensoul stripped bareaching, grievingexposed, raw separated fromhypocrisyunchainedfrom thatwhich I do not believe just a little pridepeeks throughshoulders backchin uptime to be me I am righteous angerseeking justicedon’t look awaybear witness children starvingribs exposedsome kind of twistedtarget practice masked menunmarked carsfamilies takenin the night homeless removednowhere to gounhoused? a crimenow… Continue reading

Aubrey Phoenix Sometimes I am aware of our societal programming.I resist the mundane dance of living to work—Far too often, I feel the worm in my headinfluencing meto spend,to consume,to want—always wantingto have someone,to hold something,to be someone. Society is designedto make us wantand to always feel likewe can never have enough,we can never be… Continue reading

Rachel Armes-McLaughlin You drop bombstearing across skyblack bird of prey – I drop wordson page. I march,I demonstrate. Yet we hail fromsame coordinates, WhitemanAir Base – My father controlledyour airspace,controlled you. He is gone, but hiszeal for violencestill reignson the basewhere I was birthed. This poem was written in response to the June 22, 2025… Continue reading