ANNUAL ISSUE | 2017–2018


Welcome to
TAYO Issue 7.

Hello readers, friends, and community—
old and new,

We're honored to share with you our newest Issue Seven and the writings that gifted and moved us during this difficult past year. It is incredible that we can move and do anything these days. Some of us are still dealing with the effects, implications, and impact of the laws, policies, votes, and politicians who, quite frankly, are working to dismantle the legacies of people-centered, communities of struggle that have pushed for, demanded, organized, and written towards a freer world.

[ Painting: "What We Inherit In Our Bones"
by Nancy Yang ]


We reject such dismantling and inattention–our own work is proof:

In 2017, TAYO hosted an event for past and current contributors at the Association of Writers & Writing Programs in Washington, D.C. to celebrate their first books. TAYO and The Feminist Press also announced the winner of the inaugural Louise Meriwether First Book Prize to writer YZ Chin for her short story collection, Though I Get Home. The Feminist Press will publish Chin’s collection in April 2018, and you can read an excerpt of it in this issue. We are also excited to announce the second winner of the Louise Meriwether Prize for women of color and nonbinary of color writers very soon. TAYO also worked with Apogee Journal to co-host #ImWithHaiku, an all-day campaign on the day before the 2016 U.S. Presidential Election, where writers like Meta Sarmiento wrote and publicly shared haiku pointing out American empire’s failures, contradictions, and blindness to a need for sovereignty: “Guam bears burdens of / votes it cannot cast and still / pledges allegiance.” We wrote, and we write on.

We also want to recognize our Managing Editor, Bel Poblador, who has been instrumental in articulating and executing a vision of TAYO that’s made this current era of political assault more bearable, more loving, and so full of appreciation for words and the significance of storytelling. Issue Seven would not have happened without her dedication, orderliness, and eye for creating a collection of compelling narratives. Bel will be stepping back from her role as Managing Editor, and we wish and want for her more time for all the things she loves: walking her dog, spending time with her grandma, baking ube crinkle cookies, and writing about whittling and what it means to make a home in San Francisco.

Thank you for building with us, dear reader.


In solidarity,

The Editors


"Did my confession make us closer? I killed the pope. Huddled next to you, burrowed along your side, face down in supplication: I’m ruined, I’ve been corrupted forever, Bà Ngoại. When you told everyone I was your favorite, was this before or after I confessed? One’s the prodigal son, the other is his brother. Either story works for me. On my birthday, too many lines and the pope dies."

— Excerpt from "allegory for family members" by duy doan


Nancy Yang





On the eve of the 2016 U.S. Presidential Election,
TAYO and Apogee Journal co-hosted the #ImWithHaiku campaign on Twitter.

Here are a few Tweet poems from the campaign: