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About Unite Magazine:


50 pages

Unite Magazine has been selected by Tina Tamsho-Thomas, and will donate 10% of profits to the Stephen Lawrence Charitable Trust. Contributors in this issue are exclusively Black and Asian writers and artists. 


"Together, we are a poem,

Defining why we should always unify." - By Bob McNeil


"The pigment of our skin is an everlasting reminder that our land does not bleedyellow, red or even blue. It bleeds kayumanggi, the color of sorrow and triumphthat rained upon us through centuries." - By Andre Ramirez Gutierrez


"My walls are adorned with poster prints

of Black Female Warriors of the night.

Their hair streams wild

across the stars

their shoulders shrug

a careless pattern." - By April Roach


"the more she spoke into her computer

Of the “criminal record” and the “limited qualifications”,

The more I realised I was but a cog,

A clog in the government drain, a disposable resource." - By Akhim Alexis



About The Sound of the Earth Singing to Herself by Ricky Ray:


"and when we settle into our dens at night, we talk of you, as one might talk of a cupped hand, fading slowly, the rest of the body long departed: a rusty bucket, offering water—all that’s left of a god. " -  From 'Somewhere in Indiana'


Ricky Ray entwines the beauty of the world and his love of life with the weight of physical pain he shoulders daily, in this stunning chapbook which urges you to find new meaning in nature's mysterious workings: "Every time I look up/ into a canopy, I see a mind at work."

In The Sound of the Earth Singing to Herself, Ricky Ray invokes the animalistic yet the utterly, undeniably humane. Visiting the most intimate corners of memory, this is a chapbook that promises linguistic prowess and the healing - however raw - of the ache of living. From Indiana, Florida, and Oklahoma to the inescapable moment of our own death, the moment the sun sinks below the horizon, the moment ‘the cancer / bloomed like an angry / flower in her liver’, Ray’s language is masterful, transfixed on elevating the mundane and exposing every private moment of our existence. - Kayla Jenkins, Writer


Praise for
 ‘The Sound of the Earth Singing to Herself’


“Ricky Ray’s The Sound of the Earth Singing to Herself is a private archive of  “unholstered” embodiment, imagining disability not as a disconnect or alienation from the environment but as a curious kinship with it, a shared “scream” in which there is no difference between “agony” and “ecstasy,” the speaker’s body and “Oklahoma,” “generations of teeth” and “somewhere in Indiana.”  This is a new song of an old but still echoing America, in which “sludgehearted” monsters emerge triumphant while families live on “dog biscuits,” frantically attempting to preserve whatever is “left of a god.” Both cruelly and comfortingly, Earth Singing reminds us every god and monster in this country, including the land, will “go to rot” together one day. And whether characterized as tragic or sublime, this coalescence is a melody we are already humming deep down.”

—Dylan Krieger, author of Giving Godhead (Delete, 2017), The Mother Wart (Vegetarian Alcoholic, 2019), Metamortuary (Nine Mile, 2020) and Soft-Focus Slaughterhouse (11:11, forthcoming).


About Lucía Orellana-Damacela's 'Inherent':


“The world of Inherent Interior is made of ‘things hidden by shine, / foliage / wiped out by afternoon glare’, collecting together memories of grandmothers, gardens, wild spaces, salt, mangos, pumpernickel toast, mementos and inheritances. There is a fierce, family-focused feminism running throughout this 
collection, painting a portrait of an intensely tender poet alive with