By Amy Woolard
We burn in daylight but we love the dogs until they
Become stardust again. Like all dogs do, they love…
Become stardust again. Like all dogs do, they love…
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- By Michael RobinsHere before the sun rises, I find it difficult to make the words, to lean
forward three years after your… - By Michael RobinsI dreamed you called without reason, picking up where we left the
water months ago. Origins without … - By Danez Smithnow married, i’m in you different, in love
deeper, legally, under god and in front of my mama,
i know … - By Amy WoolardThe wind makes a salad
Of the countryside & we still refuse
To learn each other’s last names. You get
What… - By Dorothea LaskyI still feel the same
As the day that I first met you
Though softened by all of this time
I still think… - By Jesse NathanGoing to the Russian bathhouse on Innes
to lie naked on a shelf in the steam
while the hatted man
swanning… - By Aaron ShurinThe gates, the gardens, the windows, the sky, the ledge of bricks, the fallen leaves, the porch where…
- By Jacques J. RancourtI dressed as a stag: headpiece
of antlers, fabric flowers
hot-glued to a harness, my ass
hanging out of… - By bruno daríofantasía
(poema de amor improviso)
Quiero acompañarte
en la aventura de la maestría.
¡Cuánto me gustar… - By bruno daríoTranslated By Kit SchluterI want to accompany you
on the adventure of mastery.
How I’d love
our love, the antonym of art! - By Li BaiTranslated By Keith HolyoakBack when my hair barely covered my forehead
I was picking flowers in front of the gate.
You rode over… - By Paul TranMixed greens. Purple onions. Banana
Peppers. Tomatoes. Avocados. Mayonnaise. Pepper. Sourdough.
A stranger… - By Zhang XianTranslated By Shangyang Fangto the tune “mu lan hua: magnolia”
After tonight, what’s left of you is you
moving into my dream. Outside… - By Zhang Xian相离徒有相逢梦。门外马蹄尘已动。
怨歌留待醉时听，远⽬不堪空际送。
今宵风⽉知谁共。声咽琵琶槽上凤。
⼈⽣⽆物⽐多情，江⽔不深⼭不重。 - By Omotara JamesWhen Sarah Vaughan pipes from the great American songbook,
I forget time is dragging my body from one… - By Dan Beachy-QuickI created more loss where I meant to make less.
Created more debt where I meant to make depth.
Created… - By Rowan Wilde Riggsconstellations of dimwitted substrate
twinkle like formless apparitions.
i keep walking forward
so your… - By Paisley RekdalYou’d never call the branches
arms, though in certain
lights don’t pine and man
look like hands
conjoined… - By Sasha PearlI’m in Shartlesville
Eating air-chilled wings in the sleeper cab
I took the contract because the devil…