How is certainty supposed to feel? Michael Di Iorio ponders the uncertainty of his future in this heart-wrenching poem.

I’m compiling a list. I want to ask the woman beside me in a black plastic cape, “What’s worse than

It was March 2016. I’d stumbled upon McIver’s Ladies Baths on one ridiculously hot day. I was eighteen, fresh out

The sky was navy when it snowed A rush of swirling white, The girl was sleeping quietly In a bed with blankets tight.

My yellow is not yours, My yellow is mine to reclaim

Dani Encarnacion hilariously lists an exploration of thoughts on interracial dating between women of colour and white men.