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The child was to be left alone, raised by the Red Auxiliary. I was to be sent.My last days in the city were hummed by construction. The subway that old river. The billboard read “do you understand the language of traincars?” Children marveled when the new trains speared through the…
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Another dead WednesdayHomogenizes the skyWe’re always broadcastingInner rainNailing the imaginaryTo a broken rockA cloudPassing in front of another cloudCreates settingAn arcI was thinking about the angelsA sacral tattooA scar down the sternumA classical faceThe scholarlyClairet September lightLifting the nightTo name a starSomeone to paintThe copy of a starI needed a…
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Das Sprechende Organ Er pflügte die Furchen direkt über den Toten. Wie schafft der Wolf an einem entfernten Ort ihren Namen? Der Garten schließt sich über die Körper wie ein Muskel, feucht und grün, wie der Mund, der göttliche Befehle preisgibt, nicht kommunizierbar. In der Zeit des Eises reserviert er…
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tho we fall downwhen shame is thickabout our waistsattitudinalin grim oppositionto the masterworksof divine centuresink had flowed— the only rushingof my lover’s voicethru the reeds —tripled in hindsightor else calibrateto a more manageable woewhat mediates entanglementand couldI walk throughthe adumbriated networkslunar ateliers’iridescend gondoliersthe color of your truelove’s eyesgod said find…
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— from Betweenness–published by Baobab Press Buy it here — By Varun Ravindran 👍
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y de pronto la vidaen mi plato de pobreun magro trozo de celeste cerdoaquí en mi plato observarmeobservarteo matar una mosca sin maliciaaniquilar la luzo hacerla hacerlacomo quien abre los ojos y eligeun cielo rebosanteen el plato vacío rubens cebollas lágrimasmás rubens más cebollasmás lágrimas tantas historiasnegros indigeribles milagrosy la…
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While crawling on the yellow shag rug,I lost sense of space and time. I am from Earth and I know how to fightin many different beds and eras of architecture. In the waiting room, I was asked to choosebetween three exciting forms of death. I was told I would find…
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125 the gophers wake up the stars align alec baldwin has nothing more to say to me 126 i lift up two fingers a table for two i sit down and pour a glass of ice watertoo quickly — from Blaze–published online as a free e-book Read it here — By…
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Summer. We switched the colors in our town’s only traffic light to blue, pink and purple. Lo-card country-grade acid. A sun-soaked caramel apple, festering, steady the hour settles on my coffin’s cover. Loving freely and boring easily, I changed my phone number to CALIFORNIA. (The stupid screen’s still cracked, the…
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With blue coins I paid the guide.I lived inside the threats I wrote.I never spoke them.Shine copper alloy hand.The demands of attention reveala palm the color of sky.Who will hear the clinkdown steps along earth’s curve,where I excavate night?It waited for me to step down,the earth. It asked for no…
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