Kimberly Dixon-Mays is a poet, playwright, and performer. A Cave Canem and Ragdale fellow, she has published in journals including The Drunken Boat, Torch, Versal, and Reverie, and she released her first poetry collection, SenseMemory, with Blue Pantry Publishers.
The light changed to red. As I stopped, a ragged clown stepped in front of the car. With movements more hungry than artistic he showed me his hands: nothing here, nothing there.
At the Y last week, updating my single membership to a family one, I saw my beige hand writing the word black for my son’s race. Not biracial, not black and white, though that would have been accurate, as he is my biological son and I am Irish American.
Chicago is a city of many names, the subject of many a poem, the recipient of many a love letter, a character in many a story. Here, these young authors—eighth grade students at St. Thomas the Apostle School in Hyde Park—put their reflections on their hometown into verse.
Sue is the largest and most complete Tyrannosaurus Rex ever discovered. She is forty-two feet long and thirteen feet tall. Her skull weighs six hundred pounds. She weighed nine tons, when she was alive. She was discovered by Sue Hendrikson, for whom she is named.
The sunset shades of a far away hill dipped in blue are measured in memories, still fresh, of a man now gone, moved atop the summit of a crumpled snapshot. I can only resist forgetting invoking his sleepless face and his eyes the color of smooth river stones.
“I’m going to take my wife to breakfast,” he said, his first words in about five minutes. He hadn’t blinked or batted an eye when I asked him to take me twelve miles south to Hyde Park. Instead, he told me he lived seven blocks from there. He told me he could drop by home and kiss his wife.
“Why do I have such a small stomach?” cried the tiger upon seeing death’s eyes. The antelope cried too.
My friend Red was supposed to meet me the other night at the Auditorium Theatre, but in the end she never showed up, and I had to see Belle and Sebastian by myself. I called her after the opening act, and then again when I left, but she was out of range each time. If it was anybody but Red, I would have been worried.