The Vegetarian
“places the raw chunks / in my stained open-sore mouth, / teaches me to acquire a taste for pain.”
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“places the raw chunks / in my stained open-sore mouth, / teaches me to acquire a taste for pain.”
“And we’re dressed to the nines, in our cleanest / boots, the dust scrubbed from our tanks / until they gleam.”
“Here are gates with welcoming arms, drapes, gardens // that are all swings and slides.”
By Shutta Crum
“in the tree are three buds / one will flower into a poem / eat the other two”
By Rongfei Mu
“But I know you’re listening, / From the pale blue waves on the monitor / That I ride.”
By Karla Yaritza Maravilla Zaragoza
Two poems by Karla Yaritza Maravilla Zaragoza.
“it began with silk / devils bleaching brown kernels and selling bottled ice / tea”
“My motorcycle’s thrum as much the music / as bees in the embattled thistledown, the wild // stonefruits erupting from mouthed cores”
By JC Andrews
“I ask you to marry / me there and pretend / my name is Joshua.”
“the women’s heart-shaped / faces like pale evenings cracked / with elegant longing for assignations.”