“I look into the reflection of the sun rays / The puss that erupts from the zit / above my right brow / almost evens out / the cracks / in my foundation”

Mi MuM

An experimental poem that bends our typical view of conventional poetry into a landscape to be observed beyond the words themselves. Read it outloud and see how the shape informs our meaning.

History Through Adjectives

As Black History Month concludes, this article addresses black culture in white America, asking the question: since such a large portion of American culture has its roots in the experience of black Americans, can we justifiably call it our collective culture, meant for black and non-black people alike?