the Blue Ridge Mountain chain wraps around my father’s words / freight minimum wage assembly line / the big city pull, they say/
Minister Puerto Rico preaches to Caribbean after Hurricane Irma by Ana Portnoy
Are The Clouds Really Moving by Ines Rivera Prosdocimi
Are the clouds really moving, Tía, / if a man hangs in Pepin Park / if laws render brothers and sisters / stateless? You said: Faith, Always. / I want to have faith / the South and DR are not fingers / from the same hand, / not a father and son stitching borders / of sugar and blood / at the cost of men like Tulile / hanging in Ercilia Pepin Park.