Infinity
She dragsherself outfrom within
quick shallowbreathsand stands
tilts her head opensher mouth hears the earthan echoing tomb
and how does she knowwhat a tomb is
this woman withouta...
THOUGHTS ON THIS FRIDAY NIGHT
I went to the Chabad House
For Shabbat services and dinner
They sing with passion
The men locked arms
I still can’t help but...
Fragments
From where we sit, the waves seemto insist on shoving everything asideand always right at our feet, buildinga beach out of its bottomless discards:out...
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...