April 25, 2024
you let spring make you lazy, it seeps like honey into your bones until they’re heavy and sinking like grand ships with holes in their hulls. spring makes ruins of you. you watch the sunrise over a ...
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April 2, 2024
I forget your love hurts How others forget death To say these blurry motions of mines Aren’t of my heavy eyes, even I forget dreams exist at night It’s your starry eyes, blue skin Blue lips, still...
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March 28, 2024
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You ask me what I will inherit, You want the easy answer—the kind I would have given you as a child When the glass was half full and full of fairytales, 3D printed hearts, primordial forests, Cars m...
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March 14, 2024
My limbs go loose. Digging deeper and deeper into the earth. As if they are searching for food. My blood seeps out. I wince at the wound. It’s been there since I learned how to talk. It kept me sile...
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February 27, 2024
Hello old friend. Have you stopped hiding from me? Have you stopped pretending that you’re listening just around the corner, is that why you touch me with silence? Or is it because two worlds ar...
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September 12, 2023
This month, we’re sharing stories woven with heart and light from our youth programs community. In the interview below, our 2023/24 Youth Poet Laureate Mateo Acuña shares the path to writing hi...
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May 17, 2023
Two roads in front of you, you take the road less traveled. Pfft, easy. Wait. Is that a Third road? When did that get here?
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May 3, 2023
To travel is to be a passenger whose Memory is something that follows us where our lives themselves cannot. Personhood in motion is merely moment, after moment, after all; pieces of ourselves we put t...
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April 17, 2023
American Poetry I imagine my brand-new copy of The Best American Poetry 2021 lying stiff and silent after the apocalypse. I’d like to remain conservative a little longer. save seed for winter. watch...
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