poetry

It comes in waves

Poem by Andrea Valadez At first it’s the kind of wave that looks inviting and make you want to walk in slowly just to feel...

The Childhood I Am From

Poem submitted by Gloria Salcido I am from Wood-panel walls A Bible and notebook left open on the couch Men’s dress shoes and boys’ sneakers strewn about the living room A...

You Know I Hate the Sun

Poem by Parker Jones / In the Ords You Know I Hate the Sun,  but I’d walk with you in the heat of summer,  with the smell...

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