"Friend ( Read more... )

"The Dream of a Common Language"
Leigh Stein

after Adrienne Rich

On Wednesdays I take the train past Yankee Stadium,
to a place where it is never a given that I speak the language,
to a place where graffiti covers the mural they painted to hide
the graffiti, to a place where the children call me Miss Miss
Miss Miss Miss and I find in one of their ( Read more... )

"Waking in the Dark"
Adrienne Rich

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"Frame ( Read more... )

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"White Petals"
Tim Dlugos

The Republic lies in the blossoms of Washington. -Robert BlyWhite petals ( Read more... )

"Autumn Movement ( Read more... )

"Wishbone"
Richard Siken

You saved my life he says I owe you everything.
You don’t, I say, you don’t owe me squat, let’s just get going, let’s just get gone, but he’s
           relentless,
keeps saying I owe you, says Your shoes are filling with your own damn blood,
you must want something, just tell me, and it’s yours.
          But I can’t look at ( Read more... )

"The Foxhole Manifesto"
Jeffrey McDaniel

There are no atheists in foxholes.
--old Christian proverb

The first god I remember was a Santa Claus god, who you only
turned to around Christmas time,
who you tried to butter up, and then got mad at if you didn't
get what you wanted.
That didn't make sense. I knew if there was a god, he could see
through us, like ( Read more... )

"I Come Home Wanting To Touch Everyone ( Read more... )