Some women in my country are taking the fate of rivers
“Our women pray with relentless / voices for rain to join tributaries. // They hold an ignition of obituaries / on their laps.”
Poetry
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You, An Apocalypse Survivor, Lie in the Grass to Watch a Comet
By Gordon Smith
“How many years since you’ve been touched; eight? Nine?
I’ve Been Flipping the Pages of Your Quran
“I’ve been flipping the pages of your Quran / so it looks like you’ve been reading in bed. / I read it too, under the tree that got so hot / we used to hose it down in the summer.”
Lemandarin
I crush your skin in grasps timed like heartbeats your leak is all things bodily: color of piss, …
Nothing Novel
By Stephen Ira
“hand in hand with another trans man, that is, a picture of / me in Los Angeles, in the right light of grief, just a picture of not being there, being female- / assigned in Los Angeles, two, Lou has only just died, I’m not there,”
I hear the adhan & answered my father’s call
“seven nights into my eighteenth birthday, i swallowed the muslim faith / & my throat s-t-r-e-t-c-h-e-d into pure light.”
The Sheep and the Lambs
Never have I seen so many: hundreds of sheep and lambs, families gathered in clumps of two or …