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Words to My Love
By Countee Cullen
What if you come
Again and swell
The throat of some
Mute bird;
How shall I tell?
How shall I know.
That it is so,
Having heard?
For A Lady Who Must Write Verse
By Dorothy Parker
Unto seventy years and seven,
Hide your double birthright well—
You, that are the brat of Heaven
And …
Power Bottom
By Malcolm Tariq
In church
we said Satan, get thee behind
and I always laughed. A demon child
with a twisted mouth,
75 ["Wake, butterfly"]
By Bashō
Translated By Lucien Stryk
Wake, butterfly—
it's late, we've miles
to go together.
I'm Nobody! Who are you?
By Emily Dickinson
I'm Nobody! Who are you?
Are you - Nobody - too?
Then there's a pair of us!
Dont tell! they'd banish…
Afternoon in School
By D. H. Lawrence
The Last Lesson
When will the bell ring, and end this weariness?
How long have they tugged the leash…
If You Knew
By Ellen Bass
What if you knew you'd be the last
to touch someone?
If you were taking tickets, for example,
at the theater…
Instructions for Building Your First Time Machine
By T.S. Leonard
Don’t. The past is overcrowded with the future
closer than you think. You blink, that’s one
eon; a yawn…
- Living
- Life Choices
Wanderlust
By Miguel A. Vega
If, even now, I am excited about it: every cow & horse,
every canoe on the surface of Pyramid Lake—…
Scissors Like Caesars
By Trina Das
The first time you get sick and your mom
isn’t there to
force-feed you chicken soup and massage
warm…
- Living
- Life Choices
Restless
By Li-Young Lee
I can hear in your voice
you were born in one country
and will die in another, and where you live is where…
Second Dream
By C. S. Giscombe
I was a woman in a prison camp, my job

was to work in the yard. I walked away,

drifted north, like I do, and came to Canada; but by then I was

a man dressed in a long soviet coat, wool with...
Take the I Out
By Sharon Olds
But I love the I, steel I-beam
that my father sold. They poured the pig iron
into the mold, and it fed out slowly,
a bending jelly in the bath, and it hardened,
Bessemer, blister, crucible, alloy, and he
marketed it, and bought bourbon, and...
Honour Killing
By Imtiaz Dharker
At last I’m taking off this coat,
this black coat of a country
that I swore for years was mine,
that I wore more out of habit
than design.
Born...
Lay It Bare
By Anders Carlson-Wee
I know you’re hungry for it.
More money. More news. Desperate

for any laurel that parades you
as happier…
51 ["I don't know what to do"]
By Sappho
Translated By Anne Carson
I don't know what to do two states of mind in me
Probability and Birds
By Russell Atkins
The probability in the yard: 
The rodent keeps the cat close by; 
The cat would sharp at the bird; 
The…
Notes on the Spring Holidays ["Purim"]
By Charles Reznikoff
The Jewess, Hadassah, takes the name of the moon-goddess, Esther;
her kinsman, Mordecai, whatever his…
Against Heaven ["I used to pray to a man-faced god"]
By Kemi Alabi
I used to pray to a man-faced god.
Kept his whip beneath my bed.

Set alarms for daybreak lashings.
Pressed white cotton to the flay.

Made flags of the bloodsoak.
Raised them from my window.

Called this worship.
Dreamt heaven a jury small as a county

where nobody...
La hormona de la oscuridad
By Tilsa Otta
Un club nocturno no hace un verano
Mas creo en el perreo
Eterno recreo
En la agitación de la masa crítica…

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