Featured illustration by Piotr Mańczak.
We are working on a portraiture project that will be on exhibition soon. Come have your photo taken to have the opportunity to become a part of the art!
We will also have Genre: Urban Arts No. 4 Mags on sale as well as other Genre Merch.
Read more about MKE Fringe Fest below:
On August 27th – 28th, 2016 the MKE Fringe made its debut in downtown Milwaukee. Following the rich tradition of Fringe Festivals, the Milwaukee Fringe Festival is a showcase of a diverse collection of artists that call Milwaukee home. From theatrical actors to painters, musicians to tap dancers, performance artists to playwrights, MKE Fringe is a joyous celebration of what makes Milwaukee’s culture vibrant and extraordinary (MKEFringe.com).
There will be over 30 acts as well as a plethora of vendors. Come to support Milwaukee Creatives! Visit MKEFringe.com for more info.
Maa makes a salan for each son
because they like different things
but the beti needs to learn to make her own food
kyun ki uski age pe shaadi aur bachey hotey hain
larka jaan per be jaiy, jaise bi rai
maa ankh band karke osko kabi kuch boley gi nahi
beti aik galti kare
uski izzat zaban per aja ti hai
the sons can go out and party get a girl pregnant
but they’ll still be able to move on and find a good girl to marry
the girl stays out a bit later than 8 pm
might wear a t-shirt,
and the whole mohalla is calling her a slut, saying she’s no longer a virgin
we don’t love our girls as much as our sons
you have failed us girls
us girls are tired of walking on eggshells
of being thrown around, walked all over
and expected to have sabr
kehte hain betiyaan sab se bari rehmat hain
toh aaj hum ko kyun torey ho
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Now I find myself dancing
to the frantic beat of my heart
at the threshold of judgment
desperate for a figment of
something positive, warm
but realise that I’m shackled
by cynical negations, galore.
Here demons wear masks
of noblemen and kings
and brandish their swords
Continue reading A dance in the dark
O birds of hope
don’t flock to migrate
a less hurried gait
Let’s pick our crops
soft and mellow
Before joys rust
and turn to yellow
We’ll gather grins,
plum and ripen
No squandered tears,
ample dreams brighten
Our diligent pursuit,
we’re creatures awake
For when life’s frost bites,
Let’s tap and dance
in a feast of harvest
while the scarlet disc
gives in to darkness
The sun shall tilt
dropping her last golden locks
The mist will fill
to chill empty docks
Perched larks of glee,
chirp for me till dawn
Sweet songs to echo
through a season forlorn.
By Rania D.
The way things work,
the way they are now,
and society in general,
operate in an almost perversely, twisted
machine that is hell-bent
on our destruction.
It was like a soft, warm cloud
soaring through the sky
at speeds that matched a falcon.
It was euphoric.
It was inevitable.
It was docile.
It was Blue Dream,
and it was beautiful.
The Alux Chronicles is a book that is part novel and part poetry. It is the biography of the author Michael Sanders. He began writing poetry and short stories when he was 18 years old and continued to do so as he went through the various phases of his life.
Charlotte, NC – Spring 2018
On February 24th, 2018 Warren Publishing will be sponsoring Lit. for the Culture!, a kid-friendly cultural event to take place at Central Piedmont Community College CATO Campus from 11 a.m. to 3 p.m. This event will feature four local African American children’s authors—Shimah Easter, Jessica McEachern, Kimberly Dixon, and Carmen Jimenez. “We’re brown girls turned brown women and we’ve all published children’s books featuring brown characters,” said Easter.
The event will also spotlight various local organizations with roots in Charlotte’s contemporary black culture. These organizations include the Legacies of Light, Naomae Stitch, and Cara B. Natural.
The event is free and open to the public and welcomes young readers along with their families. Guests are encouraged to meet with the authors, learn about the publishing process, purchase books, and enjoy live readings of each of the works, all while celebrating Black History month.
Shimah Easter is the organizer of this event and is available for interviews. For more information, please contact Malinda “Mindy” Kuhn at Warren Publishing by phone at (704) 900-0236 or by email at firstname.lastname@example.org.
Come view works by Jaelen Isis at Woodland Pattern BookCenter on February 24th, 2018, 6-9pm.
I am a watercolor painter located in Chicago. I specializing in portraiture and mixed media. Watercolor brings forth an emotion to the eye; whatever the piece of art may be, the observer instantly feels a connection as an effect to the natural movements of the paint. The versatility of watercolor contributes to the color, detail, and movement of my pieces.
In my paintings, I portray men, women, young people, people of color, etc. in relation to the stereotypes frequently attached to them. Using mixed media (if you look closely) you see illustrations hidden within the colors and lines of the background and foreground of each piece. Continue reading Featured Artist: Jaelen Isis
The Night-Long Lament: Contemplation & Prayer
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Warm tear drops kiss my hand on this cold night. The sky is tinged with a deep purple, a quiet purple. Even amongst the stars, there is only silence. I envy anyone who is able to find direction using them, to see a compass in darkness. I merely see what is before me. Three in a row, four on the outskirts forming a misshapen rectangle. Two more, faded, somewhere in the middle of it all. Orion’s belt. I could never forget constellations after my first time recognising them. Only, this time, I felt forgotten by them. Neglected. They are still. You feel silent to me today. This water is cold as well, in the deep end of it where I sit. Water is supposed to feel warmer on the skin after some time. I have been sitting here for a while, a long while. Waiting. I have been waiting. The moon is nowhere to be seen. Not a slither of its light shows for as far as I can see.
Tonight I am in darkness surviving off the somber glow of these stars alone. Tonight, I am small and the universe is too vast to consider this humbled being. This search for guidance has rendered me unnerved. Unheard. I am screaming, from my lungs through my eyes and I know I am not loud enough. I am gentle. I am excruciatingly soft. The wind will travel skies carrying my cry to the heavens and I will still be waiting for You to answer me, my Lord. I cannot hear You or see You or feel You in this moment, however long this moment may last but I believe, fiercely.
You are listening
and I will wait.
– Samihah Pargas
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Q: How do you describe your music?
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Meri chittiyaan kaliyaan ve, oh baby meri chitiyaan kaliyaan ve….*
Aisha rolled her eyes as she stared at the huge tv screen in front of her while waiting for Asma to get her eyebrows done. Continue reading Top 10 Posts of 2017—No. 6
What is Poetry? Part 1
by Chris Eyes
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What is Poetry? Part 1
Poetry is the expanse of
the imagination that lies,
dormant though brooding
until it manifests itself in a bloom.
Poetry is a womb,
obsessed with itself
but self-aware enough
to know that it is bound for a tomb.
Poetry is a wound,
heartache expressed in words,
the reaction to how it hurts,
feeling how pain works,
like peeling back layers of a scab.
Poetry is a drab day,
suddenly lit by the sun’s rays,
bursting through gray cloud,
and splaying out, proud
to have finally beaten the gloom
and touching as much as it can.
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The first two therapists I saw were both pastors. While living with my parents, it was hard to even convince my mom to let me see a therapist, so a person of the clergy with a psychology degree was a good compromise for them. Continue reading Sliding Scale