Category Archives: Poetry

I saw what love might have done had he loved in time – Mary Oliver

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Family

Before light, the baby stirs under my skin. Love pulls me in, rubs his face in my hair, lays his arm across my bare-hill belly. The baby kicks, kicks me, kicks him: diode to diode to diode. Links in one … Continue reading

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Homeless poetry

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Poems vs. babies

On Saturday, I went to Babies R Us, which is kind of a hellish-overpriced place, but I’m not going to lie and say I hated it. I can see why people spend THOUSANDS of dollars in such stores, but who … Continue reading

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Chronically late, angry and dying

You’re not going to make it. The train picks up speed, enters traffic. Cars beat like notes on bars. This is our music: feet drumming pavement; babies chime; lights turning green release the strings. If you’d only stop rushing, you’d … Continue reading

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Mend

The white frozen river holds two broken sides together

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Trending

Masculinity climbs her stomach. Vines of hair she doesn’t give a shit about showing in public. Cut off shirt, electrocuted hair, where she’s from tweezers and wax are as hard to come by as a good meal. Her boyfriend doesn’t … Continue reading

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WHATHOWSQUEEEEE!

I have no idea how I was picked to be a part of this, but I’m so so stoked. So honored. So blown away by the company. I can’t wait. Menacing Hedge was the first lit mag to give me … Continue reading

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Esse, By Czeslaw Milosz

Esse I looked at that face, dumbfounded. The lights of m├ętro stations flew by; I didn’t notice them. What can be done, if our sight lacks absolute power to devour objects ecstatically, in an instant, leaving nothing more than the … Continue reading

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Raising an army

The beldams are out today shuffling their carts. Maroon smocks, pointy hats and gloves. The desert cold slows hands to wish bones, easily broken. Their men are dead. Of course, they’ve outlived them. They wear Christ around their necks. Yell … Continue reading

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