December 29, 2016
If in Poetry We Are What Would Replace Us
the way a searchlight listens over a lake it was the prayer-word out of your mouth your thousand-noun request it goes up up to the florescent weather […]
December 23, 2016
In Errata We Excavate Our Interiors
As you read this, a spacecraft pulsing out earthly recordings reaches interstellar space—beyond the Sun’s influence. It carries earthquake & surf. Tree frogs. Heart & Morse Code. —”Errata,” […]
December 19, 2016
Call Her Esperanza: On Resistance & Writing
Everyone I know // Hates the racist police & wants a revolution. // But we seldom Aim the gun . . . Have you heard // how the bullets Sing […]
November 30, 2016
Strangers Meant (to be) Un-stranged
Your map is marred by borders that become a sieve of history, straining the wild from the willing. Missions and malls encroach your sun swathed villitas where flowers battle […]
November 29, 2016
“We have the house and it is gated”: Latina/o Writers on Resistance
The pain and joy of the borderlands—perhaps no greater or lesser than the emotions stirred by living anywhere contradictions abound, cultures clash and meld, and life is lived on an […]
November 29, 2016
In the Present How Can She Exist In Multitudes
Lately it appears the water has been waiting for us to keep trying to make it across. The rivers and trenches glossed with light know we are so relentless as […]
November 18, 2016
When It’s Not Our World Anymore What Will We Hear: On Empathy
We wait for their approach. We are the silence that multiplies itself in the night. We are the dark with our eyes closed. We are the hard knots pressed against […]
October 31, 2016
The Demon, Interrupted: On The Neon Demon
The Neon Demon isn’t the worst film ever made, but it is terrible because one can see promise squandered. By promise, however, I don’t mean the director, the super-slick Nicolas […]
October 28, 2016
Here the World Drowns
Then I remembered: Mama wasn’t gone but safe, in her bed, turning in sleep. It was I who went away—from Chopin in the bones, palms heavy with dates like dark purple […]
October 24, 2016
“Ultimate Male Nightmares”: on Boxing Helena and Election 2016 (Part 2)
“All of the women on The Apprentice flirted with me—consciously or unconsciously. That’s to be expected.” —Donald Trump I refused to watch the debates this year; unfortunately, given […]
October 14, 2016
“Ultimate Male Nightmares”: on Boxing Helena and Election 2016 (Part 1)
Recently, I had a conversation with an older male colleague who enlightened me on the “real” reason Boxing Helena is not the “awkward fairy tale” as Jennifer Lynch intended: […]
October 6, 2016
And She Lay Down Deep Beneath the Sea (Part 2)
Caminante, no hay puentes, se hace puentes al andar. (Voyager, there are no bridges, one builds them as one walks.) —Gloria E. Anzaldúa Once we realized She could […]