For Dead Molesters Whose Secrets We Kept
Closure is elusive, and maybe justice more so, but this Chattanooga poet is determined to pray, question, and bless the wounded.
Closure is elusive, and maybe justice more so, but this Chattanooga poet is determined to pray, question, and bless the wounded.
Amidst increasing frailty, tough terrain, and inevitable loss, a lone singer can steady the spirit.
From the comfort of a minivan to the haunted fields of Gettysburg, two poems conjure the allure of the unknown.
In celebration of National Book Month, a poem about little free libraries, those humble guardians of literature that stand watch in our neighborhoods.
A mother grapples with her own mother’s fading memory and acceptance, while finding strength in unlikely places. Fox’s poems blend the flavors of Texas cooking with the rituals of Jewish mourning, creating a unique portrait of healing and liberation.
Two Southern poets confront the tragedy of school shootings. Johnson and Lawson’s raw, visceral words help us reflect on the Apalachee High School killings and the broader epidemic of gun violence in America’s schools.
Sometimes, the only way to see our world clearly is through the eyes of an intergalactic traveler.
This time is tied to that time, and this creature to another—that’s what this Appalachian laureate shows us in two poems about children, grandchildren, a dog, and our own bodies.
Harriet Tubman first escaped enslavement in Dorchester County, on the Eastern Shore of Maryland, on September 17, 1849. She returned at least 13 times to lead at least 70 to freedom. One-hundred-and-seventy-five years after that first escape, these four poems from southeast Virginia honor her spirit of resistance and solidarity.
Odes to music, experience, and making the best gravy.
Far away from home, or long ago in memory, the ones we love still carry us.