photo of a swamp

White City

Most of our seen world has been colonized. While we work to regain it, we protect the unseen from encroachment, from being stolen and mangled.

image of an architectural structure

You’re Coming With Me

"The youth in defiance of this
violence is a kaleidoscope of names that challenge
the tongue, names as wild a vivid as the wings
of monarchs."

image of a cloud lining at sunset

He mele kanikau no ke kini i kāʻili lima koko ʻia

The last line reads: Your life, it has been seen, witnessed, understood, known, felt, recognized. Let us all move together until we can breathe the ea, feel our breath, rise in our sovereignty.

image of the initial phases of a lunar eclipse


In the story of the lady in the moon, there is only one ending: to live out her nights as a captive, over and over, as if some necessary penance, as if a sorrow to see a woman paper-thin against the lesser light.

image of a human bone cross section

Two Poems by Korey Williams

for togetherness is itself a separateness / like the way uniformity can look like love