I had thought I was alone. A familiar scent of bleach and black coffee hung suspended in the warm air of my childhood kitchen.

Vignettes of/with the Russian Dictionary of Imperial and Soviet Prison Slang

through my eyelids / yellow wall / of sun was I

Before we leave Virginia, the doctor calls us from his home.

For the sake of this poem as / a citable document, I'll name / just the one breath this time

I’ve been lying for a long time, so let me tell you a story. / We can never go back to who we were, despite the bravado

A partial erasure of King Lear

This is a body / and this body is this thing of terror—how / in this world every / woman is a survivor and every…

In the beginning, what was my name?

Confession: I don’t know my ancestors’ names. Also: my Mandarin is lousy. I have never been to our ancestral village.

The first thing you need to know about Hot Spring Leisure City is that there are no hot springs.

what would queer visions of the family network look like?

"taken-Black" …girl, too umber for proper / amber alert. Black / girl, skipped right past “missing” into / “Lost: B L A C K girl”. nobody / even noticed

You are younger than her labor for [redacted aircraft manufacturing company].

Humza went to school with me in Kohat. We were always competing with each other for the first position in class.