By Suzanne Edison Light and movement destroy the materiality of bodies—Futurist Manifesto Speed of atoms colliding, heating, like our arguments boil and steam, splitting us apart. The guns you insist on keeping, locked and stowed, the ammo separately hidden, incite my fears: speed of bullets, bodies as wave or particle. Would you or I…ever turn … More At this rate, all our disappearances

By Liane Ellison Norman stops a black man, his girlfriend, their child, though it’s not clear why they’ve been stopped. The black man explains— carefully, politely, that he has a gun, slowly brings it from where it’s kept. The white cop fills the black man full of bullets, which is where— increasingly— white cops seem … More A White Cop

By Amy Small-McKinney for air, notice the airlessness of bodies piled up like newspapers, the airlessness of fear, not the kind you feel on a mountain ledge when you don’t trust your body’s sense of balance, rather the kind you can’t imagine— someone you never met will kill you— has planned to kill you for … More Open a Window