Poetry

We are so grateful to all of our partner-poets for sharing their work with us—please enjoy their beautiful words in our Featured Poetry catalogue.

Brown Study

“these studies are stirred / from other colors. The leaf turns / brown because it has been green / and gold and red.”

“I dwell inside / the eye of your brain, the word on the page: me, / split for anyone to try.”

How many words do I / know for hunger? What is the nestling space /
between two countries / of conflict called?

I vulture myself when I touch you, /
my stomach its own feast, my tongue a prayer for a tongue.

There are so many gods wanting my soreness. / I can bruise my forehead bowing before so many statues.

“lately I no longer want to know the lineage of this body, its cruel / names, its lonely machine,”

“This National Poetry Month, we turn to poems of Dedication, written for, written after.”

“the gun untouchable / the wound her eyes / the wound her squint / the wound her death”

“my people are too tired of being killed / to give two shits about lexicons.”