Browsing Category Poetry

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    Appliances

    On Tuesday the latch knob hurtles off the toaster, startles me, small silver bullet of the morning. On Wednesday, pressing down the lever, I flinch and take a ...

    On August 1, 2020 / By
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    I Likened Her Hair to a River

    I never thought I would go through with a one-night stand. Not because I’m religious; although I did die with salvation on the cross that day I stole ...

    On July 28, 2020 / By
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    Ends Meet

    Our apartment must hold enough people to work off the cost of living. We lower our shoulders to a brick each, backs huddled like linemen, anchor our hips, ...

    On July 25, 2020 / By
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    Adiabatic Theorem

    A light bell the weight the scent of almonds dangling kite tails from the spine of a Foehn wind before the rapid descent of a katabatic Oroshi voids ...

    On July 19, 2020 / By
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    Ni Pena Ni Miedo

    Some people must wonder why we want bones. I want them so much! I want them so much! –Violeta Berrios in “Nostalgia for the Light”   In Chacabuco ...

    On July 16, 2020 / By
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    The Most Poetic Thing

    At 6 a.m., I read Lorca’s Poema del Cante Jondo. I take a photo Of “La Lola” in the sunlight and post it on Facebook and Instagram. The ...

    On July 5, 2020 / By
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    Legacy

    IT WAS NOT MY CHOICE TO SKIN RABBITS to let their blood drain over me This is something that nobles do         and I am descended from a long ...

    On June 30, 2020 / By
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    This Too Shall Pass

    Whatever your youngest relation says to do do it without question. If she hands you an empty bottle to wish inside then whisper whatever you can imagine. You ...

    On June 25, 2020 / By
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    Mise en Place

    Could this be madness, this? ~Sylvia Plath Beyond all dusky upstairs rooms, their doors fastened tight, locked by skeleton keys I’ve lost in some drawer of the mind, ...

    On June 16, 2020 / By
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    it’s hard to get a bead on god

    Sometimes I try belief like a hat, tilting to see how things appear under a brim. Run my finger along the edge of a hollow & stride through ...

    On June 7, 2020 / By
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    Life Among Reproductions

                   You are no better than the world you live in / is what I sing to you tonight // Don’t take ...

    On June 4, 2020 / By
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    A Love Song

    I am the man who cried out and knew, that first day, I would stay with you, that even my anger never stood a chance. You were water ...

    On June 2, 2020 / By