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13 Ways of Nepantla

Published in Issue 63.3: Summer 2024 Fernando Trujillo is the 2024 winner of the Laurence Goldstein Prize in Poetry for the poem “13 Ways of Nepantla,” which is published in the Summer 2024 issue of MQR. The award was established in 2002 by a generous gift from the Office of the President of the University […]

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Published in Issue 63.3: Summer 2024 Fernando Trujillo is the 2024 winner of the Laurence Goldstein Prize in Poetry for the poem “13 Ways of Nepantla,” which is published in the Summer 2024 issue of MQR. The award was established in 2002 by a generous gift from the Office of the President of the University

Notes on Movement

Published in Spring 2024 Online Folio once, i knelt before a man and asked to be loved. knelt so long i didn’t know how best to distinguish the floor from my knees—the way i savor exile yet cannot tell of freedom. —— an uncle, a refugee in the ivory coast, could not tell of what

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Published in Spring 2024 Online Folio once, i knelt before a man and asked to be loved. knelt so long i didn’t know how best to distinguish the floor from my knees—the way i savor exile yet cannot tell of freedom. —— an uncle, a refugee in the ivory coast, could not tell of what

In the Northern Hemisphere

Published in Spring 2024 Online Folio Birdsong never left you to anthrophonic crackling ice, no. Cattle egrets never pitched water, smacking your face, across the bed after you returned home fresh from sleeping with two white boys. Birds come back each spring with no apologies, like dogs will be dogs. You hear their voices rising

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Published in Spring 2024 Online Folio Birdsong never left you to anthrophonic crackling ice, no. Cattle egrets never pitched water, smacking your face, across the bed after you returned home fresh from sleeping with two white boys. Birds come back each spring with no apologies, like dogs will be dogs. You hear their voices rising

conversation about home

Published in Spring 2024 Online Folio            after warsan at a gathering i laugh and say            i don’t believe in nationalism. the first time i go to sudan            i arrive on a travel document, green like the mountains            i’ve never seen, green like the second layer            of the red sea. i’m in a boat with my

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Published in Spring 2024 Online Folio            after warsan at a gathering i laugh and say            i don’t believe in nationalism. the first time i go to sudan            i arrive on a travel document, green like the mountains            i’ve never seen, green like the second layer            of the red sea. i’m in a boat with my

jidu (n.): origin, sudanese*

Published in Spring 2024 Online Folio the day my grandfather dies i am fast asleep my mother wakes me up and her face is a wash of grief i wonder what i can say for all the absent men in my life i don’t really remember him, just the wrinkle beneath his left eyebrow, the

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Published in Spring 2024 Online Folio the day my grandfather dies i am fast asleep my mother wakes me up and her face is a wash of grief i wonder what i can say for all the absent men in my life i don’t really remember him, just the wrinkle beneath his left eyebrow, the

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