The Body in Whole
Hands They sit there, bloodied hands, Claiming innocence, no harm done. Of all their sins, none were committed. In their eyes, they are righteous.…
“A Dream in May,” “At Fate’s Behest,” “Hostel on the Coast,” and Other Poems
A Dream in May A dream back in May Said that I was a guest in a house And the house was filled with water Except for walkways, more like catwalks In…
“Niyyah for Wudu,” “Guidance System,” “My Children Are Older Than Me,” and Other Poems
Niyyah for Wudu Do you intend Go wash your hands That you intend Of the smut of self-love What you intend Your face of its tarnish Guidance System…
“Broken Uterus,” “The Animal Mankind,” “Beautiful No. 2,” and Other Poems
translated by Xi Nan Broken Uterus An autumn morning you stood in front of the window naked clouded by bright light I almost thought a fairy had come…
“Comic Book Heroes,” “Imagination,” “Quiet Jazz Nights,” and “It’s That Weird Time”
Comic Book Heroes All he talked about was Comic book heroes And movies He knew all the good ones by name And he struggled, and I struggled With…
“Philly, Cheese, Steak,” “You Wear Hopelessness Well,” “Storming Off in Flip-Flops,” and Other Poems
Philly, Cheese, Steak If rolling your eyes were a gesture of affection maybe we never would have left the bedroom. Phil from ZipRecruiter fucking…
“Explanation,” “Theories with a Side of Tacos,” and “Cloudy with a Chance of Chupacabras”
Explanation Let me explain about those who eat brains They must be mad or severely insane They’re clearly dead, nothing left in the head No longer…
“Innocent Experience,” “Secret Keeper,” and “The Legionnaire”
Innocent Experience Night Songs on Themes from Blake I: A Song of Binding "As the moon, anguish’d, circles the earth." The Book of Ahania, Chapter I,…
Some Commandments for the Dreamy Erlking
Become a superb troubadour who loves an eaglet in the starry night full of autumn miracle fulfilled in the meek ontology! Taste a beverage of…
“Sad Nymph,” “Every Creeping Thing,” “On Man and Divinity,” and Other Poems
Sad Nymph Withered sponge dried up no fire left in those once gibbous thighs there’s a cackle almost maniacal at the thought of a lover engaging in…
