“More than the city becoming a haven for business interests, it has become a location where we can plainly see American democracy has failed.” Deonte Osayande reports from Detroit.
“the first dry leaves drift to the ground/ as if somewhere a library were on fire.” Poem of the Week (September 16), by Jan Wagner. Translated from German by Iain Galbraith.
“Listen to the murmur of the fish-woman in the wet market/ who speaks a dialect in which the word for thank you is a bow,/ sincere and deep.” Poem of the Week (May 20), by Jay Bernard.