By Arvind Krishna Mehrotra
Set with raindrops, displayedbetween the king’s mantle and the litchi tree,was the cobweb I almost walked...
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- By Thomas TraherneI saw new Worlds beneath the Water ly,New Peeple; yea, another SkyAnd Sun, which seen by DayMight things...
- By Ada LimónIs it okay to begin with the obvious? I am full of stones— is it okay not to look out this window, but...
- By Ada LimónI pass the feeder and yell, Grackle party! And then an hour later I yell, Mourning dove afterparty! (I call the feeder the...
- By Rev. Robin G. WhiteThe feel of a much needed hug in a moment of sorrow An unexpected helping hand from the stranger The...
- By R. Erica Doyleletting the words fly like smoke uncurling from our mouths we lie in bed with dykes ten years our junior...
- By David RoderickI wear a flower in my lapel. I like the sweetness of its lie in my nose. A carnation, the fool’s flower...
- By Tomás Q. MorínIn this life, there are starsand there are stunt doubles.Before I became one of those fathersobsessed...
- By Amy M. AlvarezNaturally, broken glass, throbbing bass, a roll of bills and a paper bag passed between the hands of...
- By J. V. CunninghamYou are the problem I propose, My dear, the text my musings glose: I call you for convenience love. ...
- By Kiki PetrosinoSo I lean back & Redford asks, “Water warm enough?” & I don’t answer because I’m holding my breath. ...
- By Ada LimónI used to pretend to believe in God. Mainly, I liked so much to talk to someone in the dark. Think of...
- By D. A. Powell“Anyway, it isn’t forever,” Chris said, “eventually you’re dead.” And we laughed Besides, everything...
- By Gabriel RamirezI couldn’t be who I am today if it wasn’t for you being dead. It was time for glitter, nail polish, ...
- By Susan BrowneI swim my laps today, slowly, slowly, reaching my arms out & over, my fleshly oars, the water silken...
- By M. Bartley SeigelOn this cross-quarter day, quick to temper and cool, your long lashes startle me with their rime of ...
- By Laura SecordFor weeks we’ve seen some wild winds. Today, I find my hives knocked over. A season’s honey smeared ...
- By Kai CogginIt seems like all my poems after this will be different, they will hold a different weight like how ...
