Like that visit to Roswell, we | took. As it slept, a fire began, | and the sky circumvolved | like streams coiling around.
Artwork: Father by James Everett Stanley
James Everett Stanley (b. 1975, Waltham, MA) lives and works in Wellfleet, MA — he received a MFA from Columbia University and is an alumnus of the Skowhegan School of Painting and Sculpture. He is an Assistant Professor of Painting at the Massachusetts College of Art and Design. His work is part of the permanent collection of The Studio Museum in Harlem.
On Mohican Land, Thinking About my Ancestors by J. Mae Barizo
Woman Contemplates her Complicity by J. Mae Barizo
I’m writing you in yoga clothes made in the country / my parents left behind, an archipelago of over seven / thousand islands. See the whites lounging in caftans / on catamarans, smiling and waving? They act kindly / when they hear my Oxford accent, if I’m wearing hair / product and Philippine pearls harvested from oysters / they slurp noisily.