Tugging & Pulling: An Interview With Melissa Lozada-Oliva

“We are trying our best to bring forth every strand of Latinidad and also be able to put the idea of “Latinidad” under a microscope and criticize it and dig up its dirt and try to shut down anti-blackness. We’re starting to come to terms with the fact that Latinx isn’t a race, even if it is a marginalized group heavily targeted by the president. Everything is constantly redefining itself and it’s nice to be a part of the cycle.” 


Writing Towards Complexity: A Conversation with José Olivarez

  This series — Latinx & Proud! — is a look into the world of Latinx literature and the poets who use language to explore the boundaries of their communities and identities. By sharing these interviews and articles, we hope […]


Memories in Exile: Horacio Castellanos Moya on Unraveling Politics and War

by Timmy Miller & Sarah Gross                 The following conversation is part of an ongoing series called Memories in Exile, in which we interview current and former resident writers […]


Memories in Exile: Tuhin Das on Creating a Beautiful World

  The following conversation is part of an ongoing series called Memories in Exile, in which we interview current and former resident writers who have come to Pittsburgh and lived in exile on Sampsonia Way. The […]


Writer’s Block: Cornelius Eady

In this Writer’s Block, recorded and taped in the summer of 2019, Cornelius Eady discusses his creative influences, his writing process, and how Cave Canem has evolved over the years.  Interview by Rosa Williamson-Rea and Maggie […]


SW Daily

  • Constellations

    by Trevor Moffa

    Pockmarks in the Pittsburgh dark
    Midnight oil burning portals open
    Like potholes in the empty streets
    Peopled apartments, blocks of offices
    Being cleaned for morning, light
    Left on in a hurry


  • Vacation

    On the car ride home from a family vacation
    my stepfather is half focused on the road
    half bored with the radio
    my mother sleeps
    my two kid brothers blankly stare at a little screen
    I vehemently listen to headphones
    and crave a cigarette

    my baby sister gazes out the window
    smiles occasionally


  • March 16, 2020

    by Debbie Wilkinson

    “Will you tuck me in?”

    Years ago picking through stones
    worn down in the nestling sand,
    I showed you how to slip them smooth across the rustling water,
    while waves shimmered into sleep. …


  • Burning Path

    by Richard Schnap

    “The train from Pittsburgh to New York/ Felt like a magic voyage to him then/ As he watched the green pastures of Pennsylvania/ Pass by with their fields of wheat/ And herds of cows that dozed in the sun”


  • Not Allowed To

    by Brian Richards

    “But this is a sideglance world and to the lowering eyes/ Of even my friends I have grown tall but dangerous/ Childless and dark dark dark darkling of intention/ With who knows what lessons to share”


  • Show Me How to Trace This

    by Kara Knickerbocker

    & if you had a map out of your body, where would it go?
    What is the point of exit you’d choose to leave yourself?

    I’d choose the wounds already claimed:
    the fried egg-shaped scar burned above my left knee,