



Feliz Cumpleaños
Yasmilka Clase
“film reel captures birthday wishes
hands clap in unison as they hover over me
lips pucker up against candle
listo, sopla!”


Voodoo Made Us
Gianfranco Fernandez
“Captain Collingwood’s men learned the term oppression; it stumbled out from their mouths and killed ten dead.”

Down the Almendra Tree
Melissa Frias
“Mi negrita, dark everywhere except for her knees —peeled canela, dotted red —cries into her fruit.”


Dominican Cake
Annecy Báez
“Some women even boasted of becoming pregnant after eating one of her cakes, which became a boon for business.”


No Rain Soothes Now
Sage Ravenwood
“I used to think Quaking Aspen
clapped in merriment Until they didn’t”

The room is silent and I…
Heidi Miranda
“I met a boy and he took me stargazing
and we both cried because what else is there to do
when you feel a little reckless?”

Misplaced Halos / Swollen
Emily Uduwana
“Every man in my husband’s line has considered joining the cloth.”

Family and a Feral Cat on a Summer Evening
Shannon Frost Greenstein
“I expected it to dart by, its preternatural sense for danger triggered by the sight of my toddler. I expected to continue our walk. I expected I would never again think about the orange feral cat who once crossed our path.”
Editors’ Picks
These selections just represent pieces that each of us felt we had a particular connection to, or that had a special meaning for us.

Readers’ Choice: 433’s Ten Most Read
To celebrate the publication of our hundredth feature, we’re looking back on some of the highlights.

Self-Portrait with Birds Chirping in One Ear & Lil Baby's "All In" in the Other
Justin Rovillos Monson
I cannot divine a future without us
wondering how all these small fires did not burn
us into dust.


The World Isn’t Safe for Pet-Sitting Clubs.
Alan ten-Hoeve
“I open my mouth to say something like, that just isn’t possible right now, but stop myself. I let her have her fantasy. We need them sometimes just to get through.”

There is a chorus line somewhere in this poem
Darshita Jain
“‘16 migrant workers forced to walk from one part of the country to another...’
Three days walking, fell asleep on a nonfunctional train track.”

Spring / Primavera
Rita Valverde
She came to New York hoping to see her first spring bloom. Maybe some other year, when the word “pandemic” is a memory.