Of all the things she will remember about Sabina, Kadogo will cherish her laughter most. How it started in the belly and slowly worked its way up her throat before bursting out of her full lips like a rejuvenated river, …
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Scuttled poem—
was called “Golf Cart”
Something about
Golf Cart Stage
Imperialism
ditched
in a pond.
Poem kicked off with
the cringe quatrain:
“All aboard!
here we go—
uh, little bit of a
puddle, here”
Poem
Atlanta, USA
This is what it looks like. To be moving in
every direction at once.
Punching through July heat
I must have lost my keys. Kicked in the door
and locked it behind me. Another
Mahogany
for Derek Walcott
Old friend, I admit I do not know what the light
was like on your island, when, listening to the sea’s
murmur, you read dreams and visions
into your body; these alien myths doing
the
had my grandfather been an ex-guerrilla
of the Malayan Communist Party
1.
To get rid of acne, apply a pea-sized amount to your face,
rub, then rinse.
For you, the pus was pea-sized:
its white-yellow or yellow-brown
De Quincey’s Botany
Delusional Epitaphs
MABEL
Here lies Mabel on the moon.
Daughter, sister, victim, and work of art:
may her milk poetics make the fangs
of the universe fall out forever
1.
The one memory from my childhood that stands out, unimpaired, is a forewarning of what would later happen.
Our life was simple, ending where the village ended, framed by the woods, the road leading into town, and the orchards …
Read MoreLate on a May night, with no more customers in the café, Juancho and Maritza sat in the marquesina, the carport which they used as a patio, soaking their feet in plastic basins filled with cool water. In the light, …
Read MoreThin is in again, Georgia said when the boys left the table. When she said it, she leaned into J and let the words fall soft in the air, as though it were a secret.
It was never out.
It …
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