“The Jazz Singer” — a poem by Marc Livanos Clear my palate so my mind wanders. Flap down sweet childhood memories. Bare endless fields of willowy cotton. Open up vistas of ... Read more July 22nd, 2017
“Color Blind (For Real?)” — a poem by Marc Livanos and Quincy Hull Why is my race your foe needling you to lord over me, saving me from my own savagery? Why is my skin color a phobia gnawing at your innards, making door locks snap as I approach? Why is my punishment swift revealing deep seated prejudices, exposing unrecognized biases? Why is my street flashing “blue” when verdicts and fines from the 2008 meltdown are reversed? Why is my excessive “heat” normal ... Read more July 7th, 2016
“Ferguson” — a poem by Marc Livanos Whitewalls better, blackwalls cheaper. White collar has fines. Inner city ... Read more December 22nd, 2014