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for two cents, the man
answering will reach into the ocean
open another sail & draw
I drink the elderflower air,
poured by the 4am sky,
untouched by eyes.
Jeepney smoke seeps through the iron rail
to keep him bloodshot. He burrows in the neck
of his shirt, already coughing.
Why does the sky appear black from the airplane
even though it’s sweltering noon on the ground?
I knew Chinatown best on Saturdays,
the November kind:
That sun-kissed evening in 1914,
The sky met the horizon melting blue and green.
Below/ the cherry blossom clouds—amongst the bowing heads—of daisies and—the beat of bees
Soft sliding susurrations, light lift of page,
A sigh, a huff, a breath, murmurs in the murky quiet,
Rustling, shuffling, low thunder of a rolling ladder.
"Quark querk arck erk"
That’s what the tui* said.
It begins with patter, like the impatient tap
of painted nails, the rain thrums on the roof.
Waterfalls of cream and white
with leafy laced foam,
how you flutter in the breeze with not a sound or a moan.
Today, nature is fit in an open, square bus window with Mama obstructing the moving, alfresco greenery.
I stood in front of my bathroom mirror, poking at the skin above my eyes to create double eyelids.
"For many of us, this is not a new moment in time," says the young Māori activist.
I long for the day when lockdown ends and I can safely visit Evie again.
We often forget how Black communities and Asian communities have stood up for each other.
The scariest aspect of the Bay Area's disparity is just how little acknowledgement it receives.
Racial disparities in the American healthcare system absolutely exist.
Discussing racism is of paramount importance; it is also a sensitive and controversial issue.
Hope means understanding that, while there will be obstacles, we can still make change.
It is our job to be allies and fight alongside Black Americans for equality.
Dr. André studies the intersection of gender, race, identity—and opera.
The story my grandfather told continues to shape me today.
Lisa hasn't changed at all from the way I remembered her from the local library.
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