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Poems

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  • LIMESTONE GHAZAL

    My windowsill’s lined with fossils, whorled limestone

  • How Self-Consciousness Counts

    Why in hell should anyone understand

  • Plait

    When I first knotted my hair against the coming of winter, I had grown tired of playing jacks and didn’t yet find boys

  • The Poets

    They are farmers, really--

  • Home-Boys: Baby & Me (a Sapphic)

    Ex-gang members. Driveby days over. Zero

  • Prequel

    Take a seat. All you need to know is, I am

  • Dear— and On Misreading a Line by Mario de Andrade

    Scorch splinter shard and itch  Dear glitch

  • Carl’s Barbershop

    The peppermint stripes spinning

  • Ode to Hands translated from Spanish by Mihaela Moscaliuc and Juan Suárez Proaño

    Nothing can hide from hands

  • Braid Him Into the Earth

    Knee-high coffin of wicker, earth-boat floating through the woods.

  • Lamentations

    America    more guns    more    than us

  • Four From Delos

    Saw the ring of her