By Keith Jarrett
I’d bump into them in the hallway at night
when I tiptoed down to fetch apple juice.
Sometimes they would…
when I tiptoed down to fetch apple juice.
Sometimes they would…
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- By Jessica RigneyIt's important she says that summer
Flatten itself against autumn. That it keep Insisting yes yes it'… - By Karen HoulePulling the foreign body off me— out of the dress up over my arms through the neckhole—
he says, You… - By Li-Young LeeAnd when, in the city in which I love you,
even my most excellent song goes unanswered,
and I mount the… - By Ada LimónI pass the feeder and yell, Grackle party! And then an hour later I yell, Mourning dove afterparty! …
- By Cornelius EadySome folks will tell you the blues is a woman,
Some type of supernatural creature.
My mother would tell… - By Ama Codjoe1.
He had a caribou's face. Once he let me
lick the sadness there. It tasted of salt
and moss-covered… - By DaMaris B. HillEvery wife must apologize for not being her husband’s
mother? But he will not forgive you. The absence… - By Rajiv MohabirLook at your feet, so beautiful. Do
not step on the ground, filth will smear them;
your future will… - By Diana Marie DelgadoI turn on the radio and hear voices, girls becoming women after tragedy. Talk about dreams! His heart…
- By Matthew ZapruderI think there was a movie once
where Frankenstein fell in love with a vampire.
A small mummy at first… - By Aimee NezhukumatathilWhen Cleopatra received Antony on her cedarwood ship,
she made sure he would smell her in advance across… - By Moira EganThings happen when you drink too much mescal.
One night, with not enough food in my belly,
he kept on… - By Franny ChoiThe truth is that no man has taken anything
I didn’t give him. I mean, no man has taken
anything I claimed… - By Ladan OsmanSomeone tells me the earth and everything in it
will belong to me if I catch the horizon before sundown… - By Patti SmithI feel like
I feel like shit
I need a
I need a drink
and not vinegar neither
I don’t want to die
I feel… - By T. S. EliotI
Among the smoke and fog of a December afternoon
You have the scene arrange itself — as it will seem… - By T. S. EliotAs she laughed I was aware of becoming involved in her laughter and being part of it, until her teeth…
- By T. S. EliotApeneck Sweeney spread his knees
Letting his arms hang down to laugh,
The zebra stripes along his jaw… - By Hoa NguyenA student at the military school 1956
and a literary teacher at the nearby high school
fall in love …