Poetry

Lissette Escariz Ferrá
Origine

–Why are you translating me? –-I want to understand every word in your body. –You…

Poe Park

Bronx, NY (1847-Present) From this cottage,where he heardhis young cousinbride, Virginia (our Annabel Lee), fighther…

On Chrysanthemums of Hunger and the Reckless Moss of the Body

If only finches, phoebes, mourning doves could say – rice exploded in our foundling avian…

Untitled & Ze

S****************: T***************L ARS IN A BOW El Paso. ZE All summer we set out to…

Besieged

“Ah Sweet Soul,” says Love, “You know more than you are sayng.” Marguerite Porete from…

Selected Poems

From the series To our Poets (to Orides Fontela) I left some roses here, near…

Three Poems: Edge/ Race Chronicle en Bref /The Reservation

Edge “A woman is perfected.” Sylvia Plath She is bare. She is open. Petals around…