Banks America
it’s raining, it’s pouringold-monied bankers are snoringdreaming wetly on a Sunday morning
whether to still those robo-pensthat keep scribbling and scribblingsignature after signature accepting...
This Planet
Let me live here in this placeLet me thrive just onceOn this imagined planetThis alternative mental dimension called dreamCalled hallucinationWhere streets are dotted...
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Flash of lightGlimpse of a crisp fontPerfect kerningGleaming teethSaturated colorHigh contrastSoothing noiseSmiles everywhereWork in a pair of breastsTrigger the reward center
Permeate a scentSummon...
The Stroke
followed him up the back stairs,through the kitchen door,
passing me at the tableand into the living room
where he collapsed on the floor.I picked...
approaching eternity
the navigator is the bishop’sdaughter he said before he left us
planted in the astronomers’meadow head thrown backand eyes open to the nighti study...
Thrownness
A choice? Not one of those.And now Martin with his thrownness.I am a javelin with dangling heredity legs.Booster cables for the heart's long winter.Salamander-crawled...
Time is a surgeon
I am a spoke.Turning clockwise, notat all the wiser.Choices dig their roots intosoil without my consent but Iwater them anyway.A mossy...
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...
