Poetry

there must be a surefire way to separate the ravens from the crows

by on Apr 7, 2015 in Poetry | 0 comments

“at least” is the phrase apologists use to characterize icharus icharus, so white his teeth, icharus, so straight his gait, his cell phone coverage, great, at least they say at least the sea, at least the chariot wheel, as if those poor teeth were even covered there in ancient greece, the fried chicken spots on the toga, the shadow of icharus the slow strum of feathers that are hardly worth noting except when they are finally moving, as they renovate the sky, except when lazing about, viscous and thick, accept the thin hips and whiteness of feathers, be in the moment, down which is to say, as a child, i never worried much about dragons, here bees would see in colors i...

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The Multiple Lives of Juan and Pedro

by on Apr 7, 2015 in Poetry | 0 comments

two children asleep in each others’ arms by the gutter, wreathed in tetrapaks and plastic bottles in the wake of the flood their bodies the color of mud coated in mud one’s face buried in the other’s neck one’s arm snaked beneath the other’s sando their lips the color of cigarette ash and grime from the river that tucked them into bed * Juan with cataracts in his eyes puts down the blade he has been using to slice sugarcane it is the part in the story where the mayor comes to be unreasonably rude and to threaten Juan’s beautiful teenage daughter who will be shown no mercy and diyos ko it’s that bit where the goon comes to crush Juan’s bones Juan’s spirit Juan will cry...

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Mama Gonna Fight

by on Mar 3, 2015 in Poetry | 2 comments

tell your mama, as she kneads her dough with floured hands, how we fairies glint in evening light, how we tell you tales of a world beyond the veil of stomachs that never hunger, lips that never wait to be kissed. tell her how a prince awaits you yes, even you, daughter of a house slave your skin fair as copper, but never fair enough to be free tell her we fairies say you’re pretty, that we like pretty things. your mama, you know she’ll argue that them Irish brought over more trouble than hunger, these fairies worst of all. any folk crossing from the other side cause mischief whether they come from Africa or Mississippi. she’ll say God should have mercy on your soul....

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Hook

by on Mar 3, 2015 in Poetry | 0 comments

Crouching by the stream It whispers the names of drowned children A list as long as the stream itself The names are lures Their hair swirls over their faces, their pink mouths open The drowned are perfect swimmers It uncorks a bottle The children climb in, pressing their small fingers Against the glass I scream and scream The bottle shatters and out they spill, limbs tangled Its canines flash Katie was five years old The real estate agent smiled, telling us the house Would be perfect for children Katie liked to explore The day we moved in she found a robin’s egg and announced Blue was her new favorite color At sunset I return Clutching the pair of baby blue pajamas She...

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The Changeling Answer

by on Mar 3, 2015 in Poetry | 0 comments

Stir up chains in a big pot. Stick it on the stovetop at high heat. Pepper in some silver dust and witch-hazel. When the metal half glows And your forearms burn from stirring Dump it all into a sack with the thing. Let the hot metal slither in like a snake Down onto the limbs of your not-daughter Your used-to-be son. You can’t get back what it’s taken, You can’t even kill it. Not really. But that’s not the point. You can remind them, Those little men of dusk and leaf litter, That we don’t always come unhinged in our grief That there is anger in us more strong and biting Than the raw wet thrashings of tooth and claw. Jarod K. Anderson is a fan of comic books, tattoos,...

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barefoot sprites beware

by on Mar 3, 2015 in Poetry | 0 comments

barefoot sprites beware underneath bright autumn leaves starving leeches wait The poet, author, and gentleman songster, Steven Wittenberg Gordon, MD, is the editor of Songs of Eretz E-zine & Poetry Review. He resides in Kansas with his wife, children, and a poorly trained Airedale terrier. He maintains a part-time medical practice. Visit him at...

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