Category: Poetry

Review: DJ Ezra Klein Chopped Not Slopped Indie-Hits Compilation (Best New Music)

“The EP offers a respite from the world. If only for a moment.”

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LEGS.

“Green grass./Blue skies./A faint haze distorting the figures”

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incandescence / fluorescence

“She had written,/I can feel the little vibrations of the bus up and down.
/A silent fleshy hum, a reminder of discontent and inadequacy.”

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Miriam Y. Holden Collection, Firestone Library Princeton, NJ

“When Women Look at Men / 8 Million Women Want / Women’s Rights”

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And It Was Love

“On the temple of your ivory bone and porcelain skin / I offered muscle and combustion / Meager morsels, for the moment,”

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We Who Yearn for Spring

“Our trembles and tears are made bright. Dancing across / our cheeks blushing and buzzing with the blossoming weather. / Possibility is today. Happiness is now. The inhale, the exhale.

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15 March: La femme qui s’appelait Brute et savait observer les ambassadeurs

They say she wears a mask that could launch a thousand ships and that with the purse of her lips, the white-gloved hands she uses to light thin, pretty cigarettes and drink Manhattans that she would launch them.

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The Bees Are Trapped

Nicki Minaj, where are the bees? The bees are not in the trap— They are trapped in air that refuses to be their home.

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A Breath

Have you ever seen a body exhale its last breath?

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Atlantis

Where our voices meld shrill and sheepish at the same time, holding the bird that twitches, wings folded, eyes tight.

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Snow Boots

“On my shelf above
They sit like something unearthed
From History”

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Ten Cousins

“My cousins live fifteen
Minutes away. By foot.”

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