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When I Became La Promesa ~Peggy Robles–Alvarado For every unexpected illness that required medical insurance, every second-trimester miscarr...

Wild Geese ~Mary Oliver You do not have to be good. You do not have to walk on your knees for a hundred miles through the desert repenting. ...

Time-Lapse Video of Trans Woman Collapsing Inward Like a Dying Star ~Joshua Jennifer Espinoza I beg for invisible fire. Every night I pray t...

Legend ~Helena Mesa During the war, women hid messages    inside white flowers tucked in their hair. They crossed    enemy lines, slip...

 Nó, Actually, Soy Salvadoreño ~Javier Zamora “EL Sal-va-doh-RE-AN Salva-doh-RAN, Salva-DOH-RÍ-an,” los mui-muis, we don’t even know what to...

Maps   ~Yesenia Montilla For Marcelo Some maps have blue borders like the blue of your name or the tributary lacing of veins running ...

This Moment / Right Now  ~Roberto Carlos Garcia                                   for Monica Hand there’s a whispered prayer blowing th...

 I started this post a million years ago. Ok, not a million years, but a long time ago, probably May. And I kept looking at it sitting there...

the independence (of puerto rico)  ~Raquel Salas Rivera English translation from Spanish we are fiercer than melted snow; we are bigger...

A Pain That Is Not Private ~Lara Mimosa Montes There is a time and place in the world for abstraction. When my mother left Puerto Rico fo...

Hummingbird  ~Robin Becker I love the whir of the creature come to visit the pink flowers in the hanging basket as she does most Augu...

Instructions on Not Giving Up ~Ada Limón More than the fuchsia funnels breaking out of the crabapple tree, more than the neighbor’s alm...

Heal the Cracks in the Bell of the World  ~Martín Espada                     For the community of Newtown, Connecticut,                  ...

 In the Middle of the Burning ~Canisia Lubrin notice now pictures of awful things on top our head the freight that barricades this view, how...

December Morning in the Desert  ~Alberto Ríos The morning is clouded and the birds are hunched, More cold than hungry, more numb than lo...

 Again it is September ~Jessie Redmon Fauset    Again it is September!  It seems so strange that I who made no vows Should sit here desolate...

From “Perspective is Supposed to Yield Clarity” ~Dawn Lundy Martin She said, I wish I prayed, I would pray for you. And, we all wanted a sha...

 fleeing ~Kara Jackson everything i do comes down to the fact that i’ve been here before. in some arrangement of my atoms i was allowed to b...

 You Still Dream ~Nikki Grimes Here, poem meets prayer. We are exceedingly comfortable with posturing and self-defense that masquerade as ap...

I Saw You ~ Joshua Henry Jones, Jr. I saw you as I passed last night,     Framed in a sky of gold; And through the sun’s fast paling light  ...