By Rigoberto González
Ay, goldo, goldito, goldo
con esos cachetitos asoleados,
te quiero engullir a besos.
Anda sigue, coquet…
con esos cachetitos asoleados,
te quiero engullir a besos.
Anda sigue, coquet…
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- By Courtney KampaIt’s an hour before noon, and Amtrak train no. 56 rips a path
through the rain outside Baltimore,
its … - By Sharon Lin, Tanaya Winder & Jameson FitzpatrickArrival of boats from faraway
headlines, newspaper stands selling
packet gum, candy bars, cigars. Ships… - By Sharon LinI prefer the way I feel
in the old country
someone tweeted. Timeline of nations
to nations. I mean
something… - By Tarik DobbsI am told the cowsaccept new cows on the spot.What iterationof events will we live throughat sunrise…
- By Rigoberto GonzálezAy, goldo, goldito, goldo
with those sunbathed baby cheeks,
I want to gobble you up in kisses.
Please go… - By Elontra N. Hallin which kobe seeks a mentor to train him
Praying for a fiery muse, he was
answered by the clang of hammers… - By Maya RibaultCiao sachet chum, porkpie panache, you ditsy-dots chatelaine.
Takes that much work to be a fairy with… - By A’Er这一刻是沙漠从云端耸起
沉下的是恒河之旅
那是洗不去的光阴
一个小时代的美好派对
一支雪茄飘出的哈瓦那
曾经还是左派的年月
格瓦拉的伏特加扁酒壶
塞进一张列侬和洋子的美颜照
那时我们多么热爱和平
其实… - By Kevin YoungOnce, in winter, I was blessed
by lightning, the plane
sudden struck—the boom
of it, the cabin lit … - By Jim JohnstoneBomber jacket trimmed with venom,
I pace the canyon like a parasite:
EK monogram, US flag, and cane,
the… - By Asha Futtermanmy job used to be teaching a machine
to recognize complaints filed against police officers
that contained… - By Jidimajia刚刚离开了繁忙的码头
又来到一个陌生的车站
一生中我们就这样追寻着时间
或许是因为旅途被无数次的重复
其实人类从来就没有一个所谓的终点
可以告诉你，我是一个游牧民族的儿子
我相信爱情和死亡是一种方式
而这一切都只会… - By JidimajiaAfter leaving a busy dock
We come to a new railway station
We chase time like this all our lives
The journey… - By A’ErIt rises from the desert into clouds
It sinks into the river of eternity
Time can’t wash away
Its short… - By Brittany PerhamThe doctor tells her what she can’t eat
no grains no nuts no beans no sugar a tomato is OK
but no skins… - By Omotara JamesWhen Sarah Vaughan pipes from the great American songbook,
I forget time is dragging my body from one… - By Heidi WilliamsonYou’re fifteen and nowhere in a town on the edge of pitiful lands stripped of fruit. The burger van’…
- By John MulcareWe inhaled slag wool in the throat
of a Tennessee summer, installing cheap
can lights, like capping off… - By Daniel HalpernThe redolence of rose and new road.
The attar of grass, recently cut.
The fish-whiff of anchovy.
The spinning…