Poem
By Kevin Prufer
An antique spacesuit with a skeleton inside it.
For many years, it has circled the earth.
___
Sometimes, I arrive at a party carrying my head in my hands.
Sometimes, I place my head on the coffee table so it can tell jokes.
Then I leave to walk around in the garden
and let the open stalk of my neck absorb the moonlight.
___
My dead father…
For many years, it has circled the earth.
___
Sometimes, I arrive at a party carrying my head in my hands.
Sometimes, I place my head on the coffee table so it can tell jokes.
Then I leave to walk around in the garden
and let the open stalk of my neck absorb the moonlight.
___
My dead father…
Poem
By Kimiko Hahn
If I don’t taste the complicated waves—
if I only see the rolling,
only hear the roiling up
or smell those…
if I only see the rolling,
only hear the roiling up
or smell those…
Poem
By Hannah Lowe
Or call it black shoe or call it china rose—
commonly steeped for cough, bronchitis, fever.
I see her…
commonly steeped for cough, bronchitis, fever.
I see her…
Poem
By Kevin Prufer
The sprayed cockroach doesn’t know
it’s already dead.
It’ll scratch around
behind the refrigerator
while…
it’s already dead.
It’ll scratch around
behind the refrigerator
while…
Poem
By Kimiko Hahn
The sky is a sickly
smell, even a crow
cannot fly and will
land to nestle
and breed in
twigs and plastics. Over her,
a cloud, also sickly,
begins to nest.
smell, even a crow
cannot fly and will
land to nestle
and breed in
twigs and plastics. Over her,
a cloud, also sickly,
begins to nest.
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