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“From above, everything looks delicate. / From above, / it looks like love: the light, / the peach cheek of the flower,”
“From above, everything looks delicate. / From above, / it looks like love: the light, / the peach cheek of the flower,”
Please join us in congratulating these remarkable poets. Winners were selected by Mai Der Vang.
By Alisha Brown
“I tell it to the ducks, who have / no dialect beyond the lightness // of their bodies.”
By Trace DePass
“born decrepit in my subject position quest / (←)ion, marked, punctuated. i swing from it. i wrote it / backwards, start penultimate, i’m par [← achuting,”
“In the morning worms rise / slick from the earth. / They haven’t seen the sun / since you drove your brother’s name / into dirt.”
“Heaven is waiting: a pair of snow / leopards guard the entrance in sculpted marble and obsidian, each coiled round the other, muscles / tensed and ready. I open the door.”
By Felix Eshiet
“the fair boy says he’s been peeling since manhood stripped him of innocence, but that’s not a / grief solvent enough to dissolve his whole”
By Hanwen Zhang
“the heaving of cyanobacteria / blooms in steaming lakes / no less bustling with life / than a field of dandelions”
“A coyote tells secrets to the hemisphere / of my mind that cannot speak. It is busy shuffling / scene after scene of each girl I’ve been.”