Established in 2002, revived in 2023
“somehow” by Ohia, Ernest Chigaemezu, Winner of the Sita Martin Prize for Shō No. 7 (Summer 2025):
it begins with dreams where your heart flutters nonstop in an airplane bound for america used to be a part of your dreams now are like cicadas throwing a wild party & you're clueless as fuck your papery heart
“Doubt” by Nina C. Peláez, Runner-Up of the Sita Martin Prize for Shō No. 7 (Summer 2025).
At the cattle farm, I fell in love with a boy
who thought he was a god. I too, believed
this sometimes.
Winner of the Sita Martin Prize for Shō No. 6 (Winter 2024/25).
In shop windows, you are strange / to yourself, your face a drifting moon, / eyes and mouth dark shafts.
Runner-Up of the Sita Martin Prize for Shō No. 6 (Winter 2024/25).
The fruit / hung bending the branches, like a hundred // small stomachs, bird-eaten and naked / where the beaks had pierced.
