"Being stripped of our rights and everything we have ever loved / But even still, we remain the best creatures known to love," writes VOX ATL staff writer Salena Cleveland, "Our black is beautiful. " Read on
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VOX ATL teen poet Zakai Beck debuts with his poem "Human." A piece about our differences that make us all alike. We make up earth. We are Human. Read on
I named him sky, the golden boy Skin bright, beams bouncing off my hippocampus cold-hearted and hot-headed So high my eyes turned red for him Sky spoke of home like my frontal lobe ain’t his front door like he is cramped in a space of endless possibility always there, even when I wanted to be… Read on
managing my cold sweats and nightmares is quite a task By quite a task I mean extremely difficult, seemingly impossible, and nonetheless necessary so I split myself in two for help just to manage. I sit in my own lap, rocking in a chair a rocking chair. We sleep on a mattress on the floor… Read on
VOX ATL's James Rhee delivers a poem about being OK with where you are. Read on
This is a disappearing act. It is strange how phone calls sound like alarms How alarms ring of tornado warnings How tornado warnings mirror evacuation sirens. I am often victim to surround sound. Resounds like high-frequency tinnitus It penetrates Rattles my bones. Pans and echoes until my palms are molded to my ears. What do… Read on