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I will press myself to you until I am red as an ancient riverbank Red as a drunken flush red as my tongue swollen in my mouth for you Red like my life pressing out from itself. You impose your body’s shape On the fabric of the universe; I impose my body’s shape onto you. […]
Part I: I Am Blank Verse Abuela of the Headless Saints: hello. It’s Carlos, Emma and Osmundo’s son, tu nieto. You’ve been dead ten years. Your ghost is cheesecloth thin now, prone to holes, and if I held your soul up to the sun I could count the threads of your integrity. Ten years: no […]
She was going to be named Jean–Luc but she was not going to join the fleet. Instead, she’d build the first starship to take us out of this galaxy; we’d test this simulation with cardboard boxes in the yard —the adventures would end with peanut cookies, lepat pisang, and steamed chive dumplings as a reward […]
Aconitum (Monkshood) The wolves came down from the mountains that year and we dipped our arrows in poison brewed from monkshood root and went hunting in the forest. We’d hang a bleeding sheep from a tree and conceal ourselves upwind. We killed by starlight. As soon as the creature was wounded, we’d follow its trail […]
Don’t run ahead she said stay beside me run when I run walk when I walk But I ran ahead because it was easier and when I looked back I could not see her She was so angry that I ran ahead but perhaps she feared that night was coming She knows I will run […]
Wandering among the roses in my garden, I found a child, only five inches tall, under a Madam Hardy. She was standing on mulch, leaning against one of the rose canes. I bent down to look at her, and she looked back fearlessly. She was lean and brown, dressed in a dormouse skin, cleverly sewn […]
I am six. I am looking at your teeth. I am calculating the volume of your excavator jaw. They have stripped you, chipped the stone from your naked frame, unsheathed you from feathers or scales. Leaving this skull with holes I could put my hand through. Unshielded from the wind and the din of this […]
Even these days, dusting the piano while the icebox hums smoothly in the afternoon, you find your ghost husband sleeping on the sofa, a lanky drink of bourbon in the old brown suit he rolled out of bed in both your lifetimes ago. He touches the keys to the tune in your memory, leaves the […]
for Jaymee Goh Star anise floats in the night–sea of meat bone tea, backed by the cloud–flower shapes of lingusticum. Astragalus, codonopsis, and licorice lashed into a raft drift among goji berries swimming like vermillion carp. Angelica and polygonatum swirl petal–soft as blossoms; dioscorea bobs and forms the white sands of a riverbank. Bulbs of […]
I have known eons among celestials The way you have known a second. I have stretched from the rains of Draco To the banks of the dreaming Mekong. I was there when a son of the Shakya Flowered into bright Tathagata, Breaking the cycles of Samsara. I watched my wisest daughter journey To your young […]
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