Raised architecture of gold leaf
Time-gone smoke darkened
the possible reflection. Museum light shadows continue
to tweak the narrative.
Gold demands candlelight.
Or maybe candlelight demands...
a february afternoon withrumi and bach
thick crust dense walnut breadhe tears to add to the lamb stewcarrots onions peas a stockof pureed turnip kale...
I’m from
potholes in the bóithrín road
limestone walls
whitethorn bushes
aged fields and mossy stones
drip-drip hedges before
a blue farm gate
apples rotting under...
Rain (sex) Rain (sex) Rain
I want you on my faceRunning rivers into my earsDrowning my (fuck) muddled mindWashing me clean
Transformed to a tall oakLeaving...
Barred Owl
Wind ruffles her mask,
white down fringed in black, her dark
eyes steeled to the task.
Hooked beak wide she drills
the air with a caterwaul
of...
A Simple MachineThe noose that was used to hang John Brown is allegedly in the permanent collection at the Massachusetts Historical Society.
Frayed and wild...
The following poem was translated from Zarpamos, a selection ofpoems by the Oaxacan poet Guadalupe Ángela, translated from Spanishinto English by Yael Kiken. This...