April 18, 2022
“Here” feels so lonely. The hands of a ghost who loved another ghost, the space between fingertips, the hall light under the door. Whispers that evaporate into thin air like an August creek. Ferns...
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April 6, 2022
Three… two… one… just one more second, only one more for a present. Ever wonder about life and death? Love and birth; all rise up toward a newborn. A tear slightly drops down from sky: t...
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April 5, 2022
This essay is part of a series in which Seattle Arts & Lectures partners with Poetry Northwest to present reflections on visiting writers from SAL’s 2021/22 Season. On Thursday, April 7, Don Me...
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March 11, 2022
Amanda Miller created this comic while a student at Renaissance School of Art and Reasoning with WITS Writer-in-Residence David Lasky.
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March 8, 2022
And as dusk neared, The laughs were replaced with nonchalance, For it was dark and unsafe now One mustn’t do something to provoke— An ill-fated destiny corsets hung from old, battered joints An ur...
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February 28, 2022
The times I smell the sweet and sourness of the broth I know the night with be filled with joy. The pork so tender Just slips off the bone Like slipping into a fantasy of other worlds and imagination ...
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February 15, 2022
One day, a person came to his house and asked, “Could you come and fix my door frame? The outer wood is starting to crack.” “Oh my!” Marco responded. “I can do that. Just giv...
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February 8, 2022
Peace and I met at 2 in the morning with my head hanging out the window to catch snow on my tongue He was so cold and refreshing and new He breathed out white clouds And the light of the moon reflecti...
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January 25, 2022
This essay is part of a series in which Seattle Arts & Lectures partners with Poetry Northwest to present reflections on visiting writers from SAL’s 2021/22 Season. On Friday, January 28, Ca...
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January 20, 2022
My name is truth … but you could call me right on my ancestors’ history, because being right is telling stories with meaning… Remember me. I believe in equality for my brother’s ...
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