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Get Off My Lawn

The yell that arose from the shallow grave at the base of my brain to interrupt my son as he reached for the late lone tulip— death-vaunting goth...

Lament in Time of COVID

This morning’s news comes as relentlessly as it has for weeks, and today I watch as Hasidic Jews bury their dead by the hundreds in Brooklyn, rabbis sitting...

Love Song

“Like a swift migrating fish, the word cellulite has suddenly crossed the Atlantic.” —Vogue (April 15, 1968) Come, sea ripple. Come, ocean swell of the world that...

valentines day

++++this day I wasn’t in my body anymore. spineless in the reflection of widespread windows barriers of glass doors closing, needles and beeping and jumpsuits eyes and warm sheets.   I met many...

Sky

It races over the Bay of Bengal. It charges through river, paddy, and city. From Boston in my WhatsApp to family in Calcutta, I speak of Arfan. Perhaps...

Welcome to Troy

  Image: Supplied by the author. Kasha Gauthier: In the Spring of 2020, I traveled weekly from Boston to my hometown in NH. My dad...

The Mighty Mississippi, August 29, 2021

What alarmed you, O sea, that you fled? River Jordan, that you ran backward? — Psalms 114:5   After the thrill-flash in the storm-dark, chant-count your prayers, a child’s...

The New York Times Publishes 1,000 Names

I don't know about you, but I'm ready for something to be different. This staying at home, not knowing what's going to happen next, worrying, not...

Kingwood, West Virginia

I almost died in West Virginia, not from the cold or heat— in winter there’s dead trees to burn, in summer the Cheat River. Perhaps I...

Greetings from Paradise

How is your heart? How is your hallux? How is your inner sea horse?

Are You a Self-Identified Black Woman?

  Are you eligible to partake in academia? Question your acceptance letter? Not writing the other perspective? Missing the point of the assignment? Do you...

The New Math

March 2020 My daughter pots plants in the desert. In the desert, pandemic is elsewhere. Or that’s the theorem. If the proof is in percentages, I tell her to...