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No Running In The Graveyard
Only one way to get rid of the curse: kiss the tombstone and apologize.
Speak the name of the dead.
Mar 231 min read
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Accessible? To Whom?
Poetry in performance is about the full body on the stage. The tremor in the poet’s hands, their voice shaking, their mismatched socks.
Mar 236 min read
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His girlfriend dumped him, and he started cutting again.
Starling phalanx westward
on the grass, jabbing
the earth...
Mar 231 min read
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I don’t really go for Marvel movies but
He grapples,
words for the paltry
effort of holding
one’s heart out to another,
whispering
here....
Mar 221 min read
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Poems By Megan Denese Mealor
My clawlike pleas for amnesty
are met only with the bestial blueprints
of a brooding ballroom Bluebeard
Mar 143 min read
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A National Anthem
Piss on the ashes of the Oval Office if it feels safe.
Topple the archaic statues,
Watch them sink under ice cold lakes.
Go.
Jan 201 min read
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The train is departing. Please, stand clear.
There blows an ill wind where reality & contradictions converge, the wind
that warns us not to dwell in the past, but to pay attention...
Oct 13, 20242 min read
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Let Us Not Postpone
Let us not postpone the intent of our dreams.
We’ve been chasing It so long
Oct 13, 20241 min read
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The Poem of the Mind
For many, words are sacrosanct only insofar as they are bluntly instrumental. They must be instantly efficacious, dense as a rock...
May 5, 20245 min read
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Maria Spiridonova Remembered Writing Contest Runners-Up
Elaina Erola won the Maria Spiridonova Remembered Writing Contest with her essay "What Their Spirits Know," but check out the runners-up!
Apr 29, 202418 min read
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Poems By Abbie Hart
and she sends me videos of a possum eating
as if i am not right here.
her very own possum
Apr 2, 20241 min read
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Feral Heart
from my tooth and claw warren
where only truth rotates,
dripping as a libertine
fueled by Romanticism
from my extending canines
Mar 10, 20242 min read
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Ruellia Brittoniana: Desire
When I allow my sandaled left foot to feel
the dirt as I replant the Mexican
petunias, hoping against hope and yet...
Feb 7, 20241 min read
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Wrestling Poems By Christopher Dizon
A suit case full of money. A superstar
contract. A main event. A five-pound shine
associated with heavyweight gold.
Jan 29, 20242 min read
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Wax Figure
SUDDENLY i am a childless ewe with a running breast–
my body knows something i cannot...
Nov 23, 20231 min read
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Dance the Ghost with Me: Our Last Waltz
Both cruel and sharp, our words did fly,
A twisted dance of pain, you and I.
In the realm of dreams that might have been,
Where hearts edged
Sep 29, 20231 min read
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