The Fourth of You Lie
And maybe the feds did supply the hood with fireworks
And maybe the fireworks will scare the gentrifiers away
And maybe the gentrifiers will leave the hood
And maybe I’m …
Poetry
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Displaced Bird
With a grey sky and heavy clouds behind him,
a weatherman holds a tennis ball
up to his head This will be the size of the hail!Call the cat in.
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Zara Wants to Learn English in Armenia
Through our monitors, we stare at each other.
The dim light cannot hide the moldy ceiling
behind her. We start. Today we must learnto speak about the weather. “Are …
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The full moon called-in after-hours
Wedged like a mint in the oiled airway of the world,
the Ever Given waits for the moon to pry open
its throat for water. I’ve slid into the couch, a lost -
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RURAL GOTHIC
Loneliness thick as the fields of wheat. Wheat I walk through
daily, scent of heat and silt. It shimmers in the breeze,
the sun unfurling over the hills. I … -
Call to Adventure
After the car accident I bought the game :: now when I close my eyes I see the cliff-sides and dense tree cover, the fog shrouded island and the shimmering …
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Fires
For Willa
My mother calls about a new house
they might move to, there were legal issues,
but also a big lot.
Won’t the fires affect California
property values, I ask, also … -
HUNTER GATHERERS
All this late morning in the newly winnowed trees
squirrels are chirring, as though each one inside
had a miniature fan rotating urgently,
the impossibly rapid rpms of their language.I …
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READING EMMA GOLDMAN
As an antidote to fear,
with the yellowed desperation of the shipwrecked,
as a way of conjuring Spirit, its flickering green flame.
LEYENDO A EMMA GOLDMAN
Como antídoto al miedo,
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Climate (1)
My gift in the new silence
is the old silence. To see myself
in an armful of swords or the person beneath
who curls one hand as … -
Family Stone
When they asked my daddy for id I showed them mine.
When we needed blades & generators to light the granite
Factory’s operations. I vouched my name for those rentals,