November 24, 2019
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Intimacy with White Snake
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I’m sweating honey and I don’t know
how to unlove you. your skin hovering
over mine like angels in the cold, like
if we touch it’d be lightning strikes and
moon-splinterings. and at night you trace
the wind from...
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BE HERE NOW
by Ceara Hennessey
Chelsea is a shotgun person, you see. She goes off when her trigger is pulled. We were watching kids throw rocks at trees in Bryant Park when the mother of a nine year old b...
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How Love Becomes a Silhouette
There is this song I dig deep
to break its lyrics: its rhythm
is in early school assembly
drums & watching happy
children running to school.
-& sometimes, like loving
a girl who is water, the song
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There is a portion of your lips / where I bury my soul
when you kiss me. It is made of honey / and the taste of love.
There is a portion of your heart / that guides me into songs and dance-
A path to voices / that ha...
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Move On Up
by Jacqueline Doyle
On my 18th birthday my friends threw a party in my room in a big high-rise dorm in Ann Arbor and someone gave me a new LP by Curtis Mayfield. He was wearing shades and beads and yellow bel...
Janice Kang / Eris Yeoul
Photo: "Anywhere" by Lynne Schmidt
I stare into a phantasmagoric pond in my dreams, with Neverland’s nightlights shining in my face and illuminating me like Rimbaud or Narcissus. A dewy daydream inside of a dream. A montage of malisons / maledictions drape...
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Godiva Leaves Town
by Nikoletta Gjoni
In an effort to erase the shame, stories will later say she roamed through empty streets under a canopy of darkened clouds, head down, arms l...
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Your pattern pinned itself to the fray of me
the first day. Not yet stitched, aligning
fragile tissue, judging bias - the wounded
always holding their breath.
When they remade you, I slept
on a hospital couc...
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We arrived in sunlight and departed in sunlight,
the summer sky turning pink, turning blue, purple,
black. Summer of meteors and shooting stars.
A collision of stars can cause a black hole – they sink
to the cent...