If I were a A warrior My eyes would look at the sun— The sun which did not nearly caress me as long as it..
The Virgin is Morenita and she bathes in an emerald silhouette. To pay homage, my mother wrapped my hair in green, white and red ribbon...
On road trips to the motherland in a cooped up minivan— sometimes only my brother and sisters Other times tias y tios, abuelitas y primas..
Lavando carros Para que nadie vea Aparte de los ojos que miran Hasta que algo va mal Un cuerpo por un billete Un alma por..
Washing cars For no one to see But the eyes that watch Until something goes astray A body for a bill A soul..
This is a piece of short fiction written by Brooks Harris, a junior studying creative writing at DePaul. This story focuses on a conversation between..
Note: These poems are based off of protests that took place the weekend after the Breonna Taylor verdict. Only a few are outside the Mexican..
Note: Instead of publishing two forms of the same piece as direct translations, this piece alternates between English and Spanish stanzas to accentuate the multitude..
This piece was aired at 14 East’s virtual live storytelling event on the theme of wilderness in May. I wore such bad poems as loincloths..
Nota del Editor: este es una pieza creativa. Las opiniónes en esta pieza no nesecariamente reflejan las de la redacción de 14 East. despiértate ¿¿¿a..
