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 Rigoberto GonzálezAy, goldo, goldito, goldo
with those sunbathed baby cheeks,
I want to gobble you up in kisses.
Please go… - By Rigoberto GonzálezIn love again, I welcome the familiar
high, the dizzying state of detecting
signs around me that the world… - By Rigoberto GonzálezAll insects have them yet the luna moth leaves
its mouth and the memory of hunger behind
with its caterpillar… - By Shann Rayi . sorrow
is the curved ribcage of a beautiful death,
the elk’s arched bones visible in the morning… - By Fahad Al-AmoudiA feathering of smoke won’t reach
the jacarandas above, whose cool fronds
darken the surface of the… - By Jim WhitesideWe are in the trophy room, facing a wall of glass-eyed,
lacquered things, when he says, I will never … - By Maya RibaultAt one, you lobstered me. Or was it
in an indulgent womb you tattooed me?
A milky lake—a stain fold under… - By Sean SingerTo seek the delirium of your ravage, the polestar for your bronze winds.
To be lascivious, to be enclosed… - By Sean SingerOf all the species
of eight creeping things
I burst my pink peppercorn
of DNA and became a bird,
like you… - By Kandace Siobhan Walkerthat makes the city look like revelation
because I love you. Just wanted to check in
and see how you… - By Raymond AntrobusMy phone memory is full
of canvases I have cried in front of—
circles, holes—
Shadows on water.
___… - By Amy WoolardWe burn in daylight but we love the dogs until they
Become stardust again. Like all dogs do, they love… - By Michael RobinsI dreamed you called without reason, picking up where we left the
water months ago. Origins without … - By Michael RobinsHere before the sun rises, I find it difficult to make the words, to lean
forward three years after your… - By Amy WoolardThe wind makes a salad
Of the countryside & we still refuse
To learn each other’s last names. You get
What… - By Danez Smithnow married, i’m in you different, in love
deeper, legally, under god and in front of my mama,
i know … - By Jesse NathanGoing to the Russian bathhouse on Innes
to lie naked on a shelf in the steam
while the hatted man
swanning… - By Jacques J. RancourtI dressed as a stag: headpiece
of antlers, fabric flowers
hot-glued to a harness, my ass
hanging out of… - By Aaron ShurinThe gates, the gardens, the windows, the sky, the ledge of bricks, the fallen leaves, the porch where…