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A No Good Thunderstorm // Alexis Pope
Dear Hurricane, my name is gentle ( Read more... ) -
These Hands, if Not Gods | Natalie Diaz
Haven’t they moved like rivers ( Read more... ) -
He And I/Lang Leav
When words run dry,
he does not try,
nor do I.
We are on par.
He just is,
I just am
and we just are.
(More of her poetry can be found here at her facebook page ) -
every time I’m alone I wonder why | emily o'neill
after Britney Spears
hello tastes so pretty when you believe
there’s another waiting. hello haunts me ( Read more... ) -
Empty Space | Amrita Pritam + request on inter-faith/ethnicity/culture relationships
Request: Any poems on forbidden love for reasons of religion, culture, or ethnicity? Alternatively, any poems on interfaith marriage or otherwise mixed relationships ( Read more... ) -
December // Cristin O'Keefe Aptowicz
When my body had forgotten its purpose ( Read more... ) -
In the Beginning // Chad deNiord
We lived in bed, no matter where we went ( Read more... ) -
Loitering Outside a Leather Bar // Julianne Buschbaum
Saw Melancholia's gaunt face
and gown-saw her strap down
her ecstasy in an alleyway.
Evening came brine-packed
from the bog while I slept
all night in my rusty car.
Knew the tang of scat in the bog,
fields yielding their corn sugars
to beasts of burden. We shall
have plain Words upon our Tomb.
This sisterhood is misshapen.Tomorrow I'll ride toward ( Read more... ) -
For the Man with the Erection Lasting More than Four Hours // John Hodgen
He's supposed to call his doctor, but for now he's the May King with his own Maypole ( Read more... ) -
The Beginning // Erin Dorsey
To me you are smoky hair and train tracks ( Read more... )