Unsayable
That day you went the cracks of dawnThat fractured us like porcelainRan down my road. You called uponAll things but us to start again.That...
Touch
From our family bones make marsh-duffsoil, salt, a kingdom of seedling, stalk—Drinking purple dawn, we wade in the strangeautumnal songs, swallow sunshine, sweet cornskin,...
Remembrance
The sun sleepsIn the dirt, here.I am less smoke, more steam,The refreshing kind of bitter.
In the dirt, here,We’ll plant our feet and leave.The refreshing...
observant gravity
a sort of protestis underway performedin excellent style bythe superfluity of those who have ever beenbeloved by youwho beat with a hoop-stick against...
Earthly Interference in Cosmic Communications
Waves pass through me,Slicing me nicelyWhile leaving me whole.
Currents beseechMy embarkment:Admiral of the crests. Yet
Paper with dead presidentsOccupy so much...
too far out
holding fire,but taking aim -
puttingBackthe hands of time -
hidden in my breastshattered fragmentsof bombs and rockets -
making my waythrough unknown waters
a shadowpasses...
Suburban Spiritual
Someone plays “Amazing Grace”On a xylophone.Reverbs from the bombingsAdd percussion.
Unexpected heat drives many indoors,Even the crazy flying twin garage flags.Shadows hidden in showersBecome...
The following poem was translated from Zarpamos, a selection ofpoems by the Oaxacan poet Guadalupe Ángela, translated from Spanishinto English by Yael Kiken. This...
Ode to Mama’s Mac and Cheese
A recipe passed downfrom her Mamawhen she was twenty-fourand hungry.
Some kind of tomatoes,whatever noodles you can find,and any cheese...
Last Supper in Baltimore
An impressive murder of crowsdoes not makenational headlinesnor does the murder of young TaiBlack, trans, beautifulin an alley just down Lafayette
above...