By Cynthia Cruz
I had a fellowship but lived poorly
On cheap beer and penny candy.
Later, a career of killing time.
But…
On cheap beer and penny candy.
Later, a career of killing time.
But…
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- By Abraham Smiththe song of the frogs
shakes the head up better is
the song of the coldest snow stepped is
the song of … - By Kathleen OssipMost days my mind wants to wander, ring a bluebell in summer, eat melon with hot pepper. My mind wears…
- By Courtney KampaA man sits across from me, patterned silk padlock
at his neck and orders us whatever
people drink from… - By Gabrielle CalvocoressiNot an optimist. I lie awake at night and say the name
of everyone on the block and for three blocks … - By Gabrielle CalvocoressiRemember how you didn’t fall yesterday
even though you thought you would?
Life can be like that all the… - By Rajiv MohabirYou took me in the sun
to your home-
town, to the tidal marsh, to the bridge
where you jump
into… - By Lia PurpuraNo answer but stance,
no solving but moving
sideways, and
showing.
Not finishing
ministering.
Maintenance… - By Jason Allen-PaisantA word in the first place is a noise,
Says Le Guin, and Touam Bona, Hartman,
& Césaire agree, speaking… - By Rajiv Mohabirएगो असंभव जीवन शोक करे खाितर—
हम लोगन कोई राजा के वस्तु बन गइली
जे राजा के हम कभी ना देखब।
सब पानी कारा… - By Lia PurpuraMore than enough
is what I keep
getting (and why
and why me?
that snowy line
of thought persists)
by late … - By Marianne ChanAt the playground, my mother hid from me, I couldn’t find her, and I called her name a thousand times…
- By Rajiv MohabirTo mourn an impossible life—
we have become objects of a King
we will never see.
All water has become black… - By Momtaza MehriWoke up from a long nap and I deserved it.
Stared at the ceiling. Half-dreaming
my dead grandfather’s … - By Nathanael JonesAt another work site in a sister borough, a neighbor hears me coughing and tells me she has been having…
- By EnkehadaAt dawn, my dreams are torn
Looking through the cracks
I see a painting
Of a camel as big as an elephant… - By Kim OkLadies and Gentlemen, please, if you wish to taste
true joy—and
melancholy concurrently, you must
Clothe… - By A’ErIt rises from the desert into clouds
It sinks into the river of eternity
Time can’t wash away
Its short… - By Nathanael JonesHow a barn owl is never just a single barn owl.
Judgment lapsing into echo, collective
elastic pulling… - By XiwaWe believe in our soul
More so than our visible, touchable flesh
We believe in our soul, as if we had …