As contemporary writers gain hordes of young followers, most of whom have read far more words on screens than on paper, the line between author and influencer starts to blur. A single viral poem now has the potential to launch a career of literary stardom. As with most things on th...

As contemporary writers gain hordes of young followers, most of whom have read far more words on screens than on...

Poem Corner There is a verse for everyone in poetry. Whether it’s a free verse or prose, poetry allows us to look through another's perspective through their strung together cohesion of words and interpret it differently depending on both the subject matter and who we are as people. F...

Poem Corner There is a verse for everyone in poetry. Whether it’s a free verse or prose, poetry allows us to look t...

Grace and Graves is inspired by tragedies that disguise themselves as normal, necessary and even warranted. It examines the convenience of forgiveness and memory with respect to racial symbols. Black Americans are haunted by bigoted perceptions. The statues of murderers gleam in the cent...

Grace and Graves is inspired by tragedies that disguise themselves as normal, necessary and even warranted. It examine...

This powerful collection of poems, based on one UM student’s experiences and perspective, empowers Black girls and women to be fiercely, unapologetically and wholly themselves in everything they do. Black Body In Physics class, The professor defines a ‘black body’...

This powerful collection of poems, based on one UM student’s experiences and perspective, empowers Black girls and w...

Racism is not limited to derogatory slurs and intentional bigotry—to be merely silent and polite is the same as participating directly in the hatred. There is no “neutral” when it comes to racism. Your silence speaks volumes. There is security in white stillness.Warmth in th...

Racism is not limited to derogatory slurs and intentional bigotry—to be merely silent and polite is the same as part...

And then posed under the branches of the willow tree,We’re two birds of colors blue and red,And under the blanket of its leaves,The tree seemed to sing nature’s anthem,And the sun shined down and the sky opened up,And the wind blew the branches of the tree,So that it seemed to be waiv...

And then posed under the branches of the willow tree,We’re two birds of colors blue and red,And under the blanket of ...