Explore Poems: Death
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- By Heather ChristleI did not know it was possible (your constancy being among your chief characteristics) and I, bereft...
- By Joan Kwon GlassI get good at pretending that I don’t blame you for his death, and this is all it takes to keep you...
- By Christian J. CollierBetween us, there are one hundred oneumber haints in our home.In bed, we discussour future, our children...
- By Remica Bingham-Rishera man is killed in Mobile, Alabama. It is 1981, nearest what some will call the last lynching in America...
- By Julia FiedorczukFrom within my bodily singularityI play at sending out gentle sunbeams.I don't believe in myself, but...
- By Erin BelieuMorning thick with inscrutable dinge; another season drained. I’m watching the pest control man fill...
- By Patricia GuzmanBrother, this morning was full of movement, sun flooding the windows and dew on every green thing. The...
- By Sarah RuhlDeath no wild thing and you a boy, Max. One night in your room (or body) a forest grew and the walls...
- By Paisley RekdalHow horrible it is, how horrible that Cronenberg film where Goldblum’s trapped with a fly inside his...
- By Elane KimIt’s New Year’s. It’s New Year’s & the stars are white-hot & all your favorite dishes are flushed warm...
- By Georg TraklAt evening they bore the stranger into the death parlor; a scent of tar; the faint rustling of red sycamores...
- By Kate Aschethe sac itself wasclear and I cleaned itlike a window and in the windowsaw my baby our baby[birdlike...
- By Corey ZellerSam Kinison died on his back on the side of a highway seemingly talking to God. Richard Pryor’s family...
- By Catherine BarnettWe keep saying “it’s ok it’s ok it’s ok” to the improvisations sweeping through my father’s body like...
- By Catherine BarnettIt should be easy, I tell my son, to dispose of the possessions kept in these rooms. I’ve left some ...
- By Adam O. Davis1. If a house is haunted like a radio is haunted If a body is a radio of blood If a body of ghosts hums...
- By Ariana Browni’m ariana & i’ve been conquered. child of méxico, africa, usa– i have someone else’s name. i was born...
- By Kevin PruferThe brutality of those two men who broke into her apartment and murdered her boyfriend, then, as she...
- By Tristan Tzarasenseless here’s the man with the crystal contractions with the rumor of sand with a doll’s past tense...