Three poems by Porsha Olayiwola

Porsha Olayiwola Editor’s Note: Porsha Olayiwola was a semifinalist for Boston Review’s 2021 Annual Poetry Contest. Due to their complex formatting, we recommend reading these poems on a computer.  IN THE WAKE “I name this paradox the wake, and use the wake in all of its meaning, as a means to understanding how slavery’s violences […]

When I Stutter My Name

Anthony Okpunor my tongue/        a vernacular/   un-speaks every wrong in my throat/                            i mean who doesn’t like to laugh?/      a joke looks like the way my body shakes/ wheni say words like softness/     big words like love/     like chandelier/        […]

Three poems by Lolita Stewart-White

Lolita Stewart-White Editor’s Note: Lolita Stewart-White was selected by Sonia Sanchez as a finalist for Boston Review’s 2021 Annual Poetry Contest. Due to their complex formatting, we recommend reading these poems on a computer.  Healing Night has brought this offering Scent of his whiskey skin Dear Diaspora: I am black balm soothing I am black […]

Day Heisinger-Nixon: Two Poems

Day Heisinger-Nixon

Day Heisinger-Nixon Share on facebook Share on twitter Share on email Share on print Room, Room, Room, in the many Mansions of Eternal Glory for Thee and for Everyone —The Archangels to Publick Universal Friend upon the Friend’s first death When the Friend emerges, they rebuff a name & report they have died at least […]

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Day Heisinger-Nixon

Room, Room, Room, in the many Mansions of Eternal Glory for Thee and for Everyone —The Archangels to Publick Universal Friend upon the Friend’s first death When the Friend emerges, they rebuff a name & report they have died at least once. Thedoctor, god of the bone hammer & other phalluses, says NoNoNo that’s just […]

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Day Heisinger-Nixon

Day Heisinger-Nixon Share on facebook Share on twitter Share on email Share on print Room, Room, Room, in the many Mansions of Eternal Glory for Thee and for Everyone The Archangels to Publick Universal Friend upon the Friend’s first death When the Friend emerges, they rebuff a name & report they have died at least […]

Three poems

Editor’s Note: Kyoko Uchida was a finalist in the 2020 Boston Review Annual Poetry Contest and her work appears in our literary anthology Ancestors. Boston Review · Poetry: Kyoko Uchida — Breath   Breath   One.   The story goes:            When Sun and Moon married to people the string of seed pearl islands as […]

Two Poems

Cheswayo Mphanza Share on facebook Share on twitter Share on email Share on print Editor’s Note: Cheswayo Mphanza was the winner of the 2020 Boston Review Annual Poetry Contest. Djibril Diop Mambéty’s Scene Descriptions We wanted freedom, but we got democracy.—Hugh Masekela Scene 1: ESTABLISHING SHOT. The scene must be like a Russian dreaming. Andrei Tarkovsky’s mistrust of […]

Three Poems

Felicia Zamora Share on facebook Share on twitter Share on email Share on print Monster Talk Your eyes narrow on me. You want me hollow—skin attached only to a scaffold where lungs, liver, thyroid, membranes hide from your look of, You can’t possibly know a man’s fist? I tell my cheeks, Be stable. I tell my heart, Suture close. Wounds […]

Three poems

Kyoko Uchida Share on facebook Share on twitter Share on email Share on print Editor’s Note: Kyoko Uchida was a finalist in the 2020 Boston Review Annual Poetry Contest and her work appears in our literary anthology Ancestors. Breath One. The story goes: When Sun and Moon married to people the string of seed pearl islandsas they’d seeded the […]