Poetry
There are no more dances there. When she clocks in, the batwings sound as if…
retiring in the murder capital of the world adjust volume; some sound. abandoning…
Resin pellets spark clouds inside the airport chapel & a priest marks time, swinging the…
Solitary Encounters His intellect reminded me of Spanish Harlem, unpretentious but resonating, as he discussed…
Bloody wound Never healed Leaking on bricks Illusion of false propriety No priorities for public…
Inside of my Mind, on Top of My Thoughts My performance was a simulation of…
[Both nights, Mankwe Ndosi closed “Girls in Their Bedrooms” with live vocal improvisation, poetry reading…
I-gv-yi-i Tsa-la-gi Go-whe-lv-i: A-sgo-hni-ho-‘i / First Cherokee Lesson: Mourning Find a flint blade Use your teeth…
Aster(ix) asked four poets we love to choose their favorite poetry books just in time…