Lucía Salazar-Davidson, contributor

          not in my life have i lived in such cold
        this land is frosty in more than the clime
    some fool has sworn to bring back days of old
         and sack us of our rights in record time.
these past few years have shown us grim new fears
     the coasts in flames, the hurricanes lay waste
      our laws are shifting to stamp out the queers
 to migrants, foul beasts dressed as men give chase.
       some say our empire must control the world
    but how can we think we deserve that chance?
our country’s wrought destruction and outrage
                our history a violent expanse.
          this land is yours as much as it is mine
      but Brotherhood must be all that we shrine.