By Pamela Sneed
The only antidote I may have to Trump’s election
is in a small ferry to Robben Island
one that shuttles…
is in a small ferry to Robben Island
one that shuttles…
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- By Michelle Phương Hồ
On my windowsill, there are insects whose skeletal remains
remain intact. Fruit flies or gnats, I can… - By Irina RatushinskayaI know it won't be received
Or sent. The page will be
In shreds as soon as I have scribbled it.
Later. … - By Othuke UmukoroWhat was I thinking about
on my way here? passing
the small kenkey with rabbit stew joint, passing
Elmina… - By Solmaz SharifStudies suggest How may I help you officer? is the single most disarming thing to say and not What's…
- By Nicolás GuillénLynch de Alabama.
Rabo en forma de látigo
y pezuñas terciarias.
Suele manifestarse
con una gran cruz… - By Nicolás GuillénEste animal se llama policía.
Plantígrado soplador.
Variedades: la inglesa, sherlock. (Pipa).
Carter, la… - By Nicolás GuillénThis animal calls itself police.
Whistling plantigrade.
Varieties: the English, Sherlock. (Pipe.)
Carter… - By Nicolás GuillénLynch from Alabama.
Tailpiece in the form of a whip
and three-pointed hooves.
Tends to appear
with a great… - By Elizabeth WillisThe vulnerability of the figurehead is at the center of Jean-Michel Basquiat’s painting of Charles I:…
- By Anne CarsonIf I were an early person
I'd look for the limits of human wisdom
by going to sacred oak trees
or the local… - By Sylvia ChanI want to begin this poem with two stories:1. In 1984, my mother was pulled over for speeding in a rural…
- By Mike DoughtyHe was jailed for cruelty to insects, and his agent wasn’t answering the phone, so he stayed awake in…
- By Erik TschekunowSix times every day we stand at the thresholds
of our cells to be counted, to be matched against
the… - By J. V. CunninghamPlato, despair!
We prove by norms
How numbers bear
Empiric forms,
How random wrong
Will average right… - By Kevin PruferThe brutality of those two men
who broke into her apartment
and murdered her boyfriend,
then, as she… - By Aria AberOver Skype, I try to document my mother’s
bald-shaved youth—she has a surplus in truths,
and science… - By Emily BrontëO transient voyager of heaven!
O silent sign of winter skies!
What adverse wind thy sail has driven… - By James CagneyI come from the kidnapped,
the assaulted—
my country’tis of reparations as in-store credit
backordered… - By CAConradmelting glaciers
frighten me when
appearing on
my street as…