Poems by I.S. Jones
Self-Portrait as Tiona by I.S. Jones
July 31, 2023
"There's a dark joy in me that laughs at your meager gifts."
What We Agreed to Call “Snow” in Yorùbá by I.S. Jones
September 12, 2022
"Snow is a landscape of loneliness. // It returns to Earth if only to be touched a little longer."
Poems curated by I.S. Jones
Another Antipastoral by Vievee Francis
October 8, 2025
"My curious tale. I want to stand still but find myself moved patch by patch." — Vievee Francis


