The Empty City
January 10, 2020
I went to the doctor and found out / there is an empty city inside me.
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Milk Teeth
December 23, 2019
I lean my open neck against yours. / The miracle always returns with a hunger.
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indelible in the hippocampus
August 20, 2019
Memory is no solid monument but liquid’s / twins of substance and ceaseless swell.
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Auto-Immune
February 27, 2019
I am destined to infuse / survival with meaning, like honey clotting in syringes.
AudioPoetry
Poet Wrestling with the Possibility She’s Living in a Simulation
June 25, 2018
One simulation to another, am I wrong.
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you’ve always been a border simulator
May 7, 2018
you have trouble saying your name and you say it anyway
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[My cadastre of flesh]
April 30, 2018
My cadastre of flesh / dissects me right to the bone
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Edge of the Wild
April 4, 2018
I am so afraid of being troubled and alone at the end of this world
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An Iranian Rat Prepares for Space Flight
January 8, 2018
I have no name unless I make / it back alive
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At Mercier Orchards
December 15, 2017
we believe in ourselves / more than we believe in anything else
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Where Papi’s Angel Speaks to Me About Love
November 29, 2017
mijo—i know you have seen the night / as an excuse to hold your body like a bottle
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The last dog in the world
November 15, 2017
What are days? Just him and / the left-over spiders.
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On a Lamp Post Long Ago
October 11, 2017
in case we have forgotten the word love, we will know its symbol
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Je Suis Sally
September 27, 2017
"I am black wench, / wench Sally, African Venus, Sarah Hemings"
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After Dinner
August 21, 2017
The serrated are only /
for dining, the curved ones for husking /
muscle from the bone
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Black stars fill up black sky—
July 24, 2017
When the opal stone appears, I’ll lean into it. But terror is a runaway train.
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The Fallout
July 10, 2017
In St. Louis, America's nuclear history creeps into the present, leaching into streams and bodies.
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The Song of Empty Rooms
March 27, 2017
Your voice is my favorite album, / you left but your bones are still here.
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Number Love, My Taxes
January 23, 2017
how we are so many dependents, / how one headlight will do for now
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Neck of the Woods
December 26, 2016
One girl might leave a trail of crumbs / Behind her. One might leave a line of poured-out gasoline.
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Fourth Algorithm
November 7, 2016
I have trouble naming myself / In a language I can find.
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Migrant Is Not a Metaphor
June 15, 2016
A migrant learns to love as mothers do, by trying and trying again.
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Let’s Not Begin
June 1, 2016
Worry and console, worry and console: it’s how I stay in shape.
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How Easy to Live with Choice
April 15, 2016
Oh it’s a gold rush of expectations this place.
AudioPoetry
Hyel’s Zumbi
April 1, 2016
Call his neck plum, when it bruises say the skin makes it easy to digest.
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Straight to the jawline bloody Igor
March 15, 2016
Trumpets skyward, you know about it, side eye, you know how goes silence in the rock-n-roll
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Twentieth-First Century
March 15, 2016
I vote with my feet. I vote with my wallet. I vote in person with my vote.
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Hera, Say Hello
March 1, 2016
Why, among this applause,
have I become so small in this life
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There’s no such thing as a free symphony
March 1, 2016
We reap such risky skills from childhood
AudioPoetry
From L’Heure Bleue, or The Judy Poems
February 1, 2016
it’s good to remember how much it hurts
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White Boy Time Machine: Software
February 1, 2016
b u t w h e r e a r e y o u r e a l l y f r o m ? yesterday is the wrong answer, tomorrow too
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Love American-Made/ Your Toy Ode:Us
December 15, 2015
The heart I hide behind the hood: always speeding hot, too easily interstated.
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Annie Scrubs Motel Floors
December 1, 2015
there was no sex & the bruises were Boy’s way of saying no, then yes, then no again
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The Parable of the Wayward Child
December 1, 2015
All her life as if she in a race with ruin.
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Charon’s Obol
November 2, 2015
The truth is I’d tongue the honey from most any hand that granted me a crossing.
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Sita Considers Her Rebellions
October 15, 2015
She has killed things (though it is forbidden) with her hands
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God suspected my heart was a geode but he had to make sure
December 15, 2014
good, God said, I took clouds and planted them / in soft, red clay.
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A Brief History of the Whale Fishery
October 1, 2014
the body: / such thin skin / and gold beneath—
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Temporary People
June 16, 2014
Gin means you start down south and diesel / dye your stripper, that International Harvester, / through barbed wire
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You Can’t Tell the Truth
March 17, 2014
We talk about leaving here as if / it’s walking out a door.
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The Dying Days of Vinyl in Reggae’s Capital
February 28, 2014
While foreigners buy up the relics of Jamaica’s musical heritage, reggae culture lives on in Kingston.
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A Pete Seeger Sing-along
January 30, 2014
A playlist for remembering the singer and activist who could turn an audience into a choir.
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Vipralambha (Union Through Separation)
July 15, 2013
Two Dubai-based artists explore a history of political and social tension through border-crossing sounds.
