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Jeanne Larsen
Shadows Rippling on Bodhisattva Run 2 hundred thousand souls all still in a rush downstream from Hiroshima. Over the gorge, 5 bats wheel like the ones carved in a temple … Read the rest
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Julie Marie Wade
Largest mammal on Earth … Surely the man at the circus must have mentioned it as he lifted us into the howdah one by one. I was front rider in … Read the rest
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Megan Neville
Elegy with Apologies to Leon Jakobovits James Six feet away a girl asks do I know a term for saying a word until it loses ground, becomes a different thing … Read the rest
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Protactile Poetry
One of the outcomes I expect from the enterprise of translating American Sign Language poetry into English is that it would disappoint many readers.
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Christopher Citro
If Alone Has a Flavor Some sort of tinned fish. Check. Udon noodles ready in five minutes. Check. The peanut oil. Yes. Sesame seeds shaken like snow. Oh, yes. And … Read the rest
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Aholaah Arzah
Aholaah Arzah’s essay “Ring Cycle” received Longshot Magazine’s feature award. She lives in Port Townsend, Washington.
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Jane Wong
In the Future, the Garden Grows Over Everything In the future, the garden grows over everything, sweet potato vines kissing windshield wipers, pollen painting a factory of sneakers, nasturtium peppering… Read the rest
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Introduction by Aracelis Girmay
Audre Lorde. Sandra María Esteves. Lucille Clifton. Mariposa. Harryette Mullen. Suheir Hammad. These are some of the poets I see Urantia Ramirez and Shaina Jones walking beside and after. And of course the countless poets in their lines whose names I do and do not know: to them I throw my flowers and give thanks.
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