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There Exist These Opulent Gardens January 25, 2016: What does it mean to have senses at the end of the world, and what does it mean to have them in common? I was wanting to weep on Wilshire Boulevard, wanting to weep for Soul Cycles and fraying palms [...] by

To Die Historic on Fury Road January 21, 2016: The army was made of War Boys, lumpy with tumors, bald and pale as anyone in chemotherapy, many of them dependent on the terrifying medicine of another (captive) person’s blood. They looked like an [...] by

The Sick Bed & Dr. Donne January 18, 2016: Sometimes I think there is no more tragic piece of furniture than a bed, how quickly it falls from the place you fuck to the place you waste away in. or Sometimes I think there is no more tragic [...] by

To Cure the Sharp Accidents of Disease January 14, 2016: I thought I was telling a joke when I woke up from surgery and said, to the sirens of the ambulance, “Beyonce,” but it came out weirder, like a poem. And if I hadn’t been a poet, none of these [...] by

I Have Taken a Farm at This Hard Rent January 11, 2016: “Chemotherapy is boring,” I’d warn people, and “cancer is terrifying but mostly banal,” and it was true, but by the time Juliana Spahr came to visit, I’d discovered cheap blonde wigs—my [...] by

Little Lamb, Who Made Thee January 7, 2016: The pathology report was terrifying. It said the primary tumor was ugly: highly aggressive triple negative breast cancer, necrotic, reproducing at a rate beyond fast. And my friends, many of them [...] by

What Undiscovered Countries Are Then Disclosed January 4, 2016: The nurses wouldn’t treat the pain. I had no one to drive me home, and it hurt—wickedly—the needle, the insertion of the titanium tumor markers, the size of tumor they were announcing. A few [...] by

BYO Canon (and Other New Year’s Resolutions) December 31, 2015: I remember being in college, charging white friends $1 each at parties to touch my Afro, wondering when, if ever, the world might shift to make me a little less of a unicorn. Or, at least, for the [...] by

Tokenism May Cause the Following Side Effects December 23, 2015: When one of us wins, we all win. That’s the mantra that marginalized folks have internalized for centuries. It’s the mantra that makes us pliable, submissive, grateful. We’re happy to have been [...] by

Love Poems Are Dead December 10, 2015: This week I taught love poems to my class of undergraduates at Columbia University. Let me rephrase that: this week I confessed to my students that I don’t know anything about love. Before we [...] by