By Xi Chuan
If I could, I would put on a facemask and walk into the desert to meet with fairies and angels.
I put…
I put…
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- By Emily BrontëO transient voyager of heaven!
O silent sign of winter skies!
What adverse wind thy sail has driven… - By Bruce SniderShe lip-syncs “Hello God,” then “9 to 5.”
She struts. Or does she fly? Like the soul,
a rhinestone, … - By Karen Leona AndersonBlack and crackling curiosity,
you can take the crush of my hand
or glass or chair leg and skitter
away… - By Anna Maria HongMisery spots Catastrophe scaling
the garden wall. Misery dials M for ________, while Catastrophe
robocalls… - By Anna Maria HongMisery from Alpha to Omega. Misery
is fluent in Latin and Greek.
Misery is the shield full of fable
… - By Naomi OrtizWeight of both reusable glass plus liquid means
my wrist twists down
the only direction it bends
sends… - By Elizabeth Acevedothe slight angling up of the forehead
neck extension quick jut of chin
meeting the strangers’ eyes
… - By Tishani DoshiAt fourteen I wanted to devour you,
the twang, the strut, the perfect proletarian
butt in the black … - By Anne SextonEveryone in me is a bird.
I am beating all my wings.
They wanted to cut you out
but they will not.… - By Angel Nafismy sister wraps the throw
around herself on the small
cream loveseat & i know
for sure that she is not… - By Ashanti AndersonYou are dark as religion. Remember God
could not have named a modicum of light without you.
You are … - By George SterlingAs unto lighter strains a boy might turn
From where great altars burn
And Music’s grave archangels tread… - By Safia Elhilloi was mothered by lonely women some
of them wives some of them with
plumes of smoke for husbands … - By Karen An-hwei LeeIn a new translator’s version of Genesis, there’s no Adam.
No serpent. In paradise, I don’t bleed. Fig… - By John KeatsThou still unravish'd bride of quietness,
Thou foster-child of silence and slow time,
Sylvan historian… - By Thomas Luxwhich regenerate their tails
and also eat only the tails of other electric eels,
presumably smaller,… - By Sharon OldsSpoon of O, spoon of nothing,
spoon of ankh, spoon of poonss,
spoon of the lady at the dressing table… - By Amber Atiyato mama who on the eve of my birth beat a bitch with a kool-aid spoon
for taking her eldest child’s … - By Alan Seeger
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Ay, it is fitting on this holiday,
Commemorative of our soldier dead,
When—with sweet flowers of our…