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Permanence / by Denise Duhamel

Denise-Duhamel

The barista at the coffee shop is covered in tattoos. She says there are only two ways they hold her back. 1. She can’t work at Starbucks. 2. She can’t wear a corsage, since she’d just be way too busy, and this makes me laugh. She says no to gifts from prom dates–the wrist corsage, the pinned corsage; no to bridal bouquets, the get-well-soon carnations. One day soon her mother will insist on sympathy wreaths around her coffin, which is closed, lest she be confused with the flowers. Devamını Oku

from The Princess / [Sweet and low, sweet and low] by Lord Alfred Tennyson

 Lord-Alfred-Tennyson

Sweet and low, sweet and low,
Wind of the western sea,
Low, low, breathe and blow,
Wind of the western sea!
Over the rolling waters go,
Come from the dying moon, and blow,
Blow him again to me;
While my little one, while my pretty one, sleeps. Devamını Oku

Proximity / by Randall Mann

Out of the fog comes a little white bus.
It ferries us south to the technical mouth
of the bay. This is biopharma, Double Helix Way. Devamını Oku

Indian Stream Republic / by Stephen Burt

stephen-burt

No one should be this alone–

none of the pines

in their prepotent verticals, Devamını Oku

L’Avenir est Quelque Chose / by Dobby Gibson

Dobby-Gibson

All day for too long
everything I’ve thought to say
has been about umbrellas,
how I can’t remember how
I came to possess whatever weird one
I find in my hand, like now,  Devamını Oku

Not / by Sophie Cabot Black

Cabot-Black

that you are unloved

but that you love

and must decide which Devamını Oku

Baudelaire in Airports / by Amy King

amy-king

Will my arm be enough to reach you?

On whose side is indecision?
You are the mother of material travel,
even in the form of a shoeless child. Devamını Oku
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