she was / pleasure / lit up / gold-dust and / bright spot / her flash like a gem
(poetry)
Category: Poetry
Lights . . . camera . . . aaak-zyun!
I can detect from these children’s faces
their desire to finish their studies.
It’s painful for me to experience violence.
(translation, poetry)
Taller today, in emptied summer city
the height of the deceased singer
five foot five, weight one twenty
people with basement apartments
were short and wore one-piece
bathing suits to beaches and lakes
(poetry)
In the dream, we were still harvesting.
My hands were dark with dust
and bitter from the olives.
Someone laughed when I missed the basket.
(poetry)
Deceptive but alluring blends of sound and song, traditional lullabies promise the deepest sense of intimacy alongside a chilling sense of dread. (review by Sara R. Burnett)
The poems themselves are a genuine treat to read, as well as the mysterious, half-finished biography lurking beneath…
(review by Matt Martinson)
When the bride buzzed in,
the groom held my mom’s roses.
We had 15 minutes.
Cuffs: no. La palabra
de Dios: Sí.
(poetry)
A snow covers the room outside with piano keys. What genre is the song that plays unaccompanied.
(poetry)
