By Elli Paionidou
You carved into the smooth skin
the unexaggerated fable of your life.
Your fruit, like sunlight’s summons…
the unexaggerated fable of your life.
Your fruit, like sunlight’s summons…
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- By Kimiko HahnIf I don’t taste the complicated waves—
if I only see the rolling,
only hear the roiling up
or smell those… - By Shann Rayi . sorrow
is the curved ribcage of a beautiful death,
the elk’s arched bones visible in the morning… - By marion eames whiteTRUTH
BE TOLD: I FUCKED UP
WITH TEETH. WHALES
THE ONLY ONES
I GOT RIGHT. & EVEN
THEN, ONLY SOME. I
DON’T KNOW… - By Kimiko HahnMy favorite months reside in autumn
when the sunset is riddled with crows—
and my wishes swerve to fly… - By Elli PaionidouΣε ϑέλουμε να συντϱοϕεύεις τις στιγμές της γαλήνης
μα εσυ ϱίχνεις πετϱαδάϰια τους ϰαϱπούς σου
στα ϰατσ… - By Reed TurchiTonight I’m performing weeknight
domestic dinner party, where one
friend asks about another’s snakes—
the… - By Elli PaionidouΜη με ϰαλείς, μη με ϰαλείς.
Την αλμυϱή σου πϱόσϰληση δεν την αντέχω.
Οι γλάϱοι ϐιάζονται ϰαι το ϰαϱάϐι… - By Shireen MadonIt’s as though the birds all know each other, and how naively
they seem to believe the world will go… - By Kevin PruferAn antique spacesuit with a skeleton inside it.
For many years, it has circled the earth.
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Sometimes… - By Reed TurchiDeltaic deposits deepen hues—
not green, but that green,
not blue, but that blue—
In the small museum,
a… - By Hannah LoweOr call it black shoe or call it china rose—
commonly steeped for cough, bronchitis, fever.
I see her… - By Kimiko HahnThe sky is a sickly
smell, even a crow
cannot fly and will
land to nestle
and breed in
twigs and plastics… - By Elli PaionidouWe want your company in peaceful moments
but you drop your cones at dusk
like little stones on hunted … - By Elli PaionidouΑγωνίζεσαι, σαν ηϱωιϰός δϱομέας,
να ϰϱατήσεις τη σϰυτάλη της αξιοπϱέπειας.
Στις γυμνές ανηϕοϱιές σοϕός… - By Anne HalseyAt her aunt’s house
in Portchester roaming
the Jersey meadows
after flowers, she felt
something pulling
at… - By Ye Hui (叶辉)扁豆与牵牛花
散发出一阵淡淡的雨水气味
宛如一段关于
未来生活的预言
一只黑嘴鸟停在
谷仓的沉静气息里，而附近
破败寺庙的放生池中
大鱼生出了小鱼
我记得我曾跑向一个庭院
它的石阶上有一束
被扔弃的枯萎的玖瑰
在房里的桌子… - By Elli PaionidouΤο παραμύθι της ζωής σου
το χάραξες χωρίς εξάρσεις στο λείο φλοιό.
Σαν ήλιου κάλεσμα στην αμμουδιά, ο … - By Elli PaionidouDon’t summon me, don’t summon me.
I can’t withstand your briny call.
The gulls go scudding by, the boat… - By Rigoberto GonzálezAll insects have them yet the luna moth leaves
its mouth and the memory of hunger behind
with its caterpillar…