Bob Kaufman, 1959
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Bob Kaufman, 1959
Heat Death - aya - hexed! - 2025 (bandcamp)
Keaton St James, September Affirmation (Don't Be Afraid)
abyss - Chloe Moriondo - oyster - 2025 (bandcamp)
Oliver Baez Bendorf, “Everything All at Once”
Civil Servant by Essex Hemphill published in Ceremonies: Prose and Poetry - 1992
Song for a Netflix Account - Pat The Bunny - The Volatile Utopian Real Estate Market - 2014 (bandcamp)
Two Questions by silas denver melvin (@sweatermuppet) for Bleating Thing Magazine issue 1, May 2024 - read online or order in print here
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silas denver melvin / june gehringer / phoebe bridgers
Mini poetry dump. Hope u guys like these
New poem! Gonna be posting here from now on :)
poem for haruko (i never thought i’d keep a record of my pain) by June Jordan
snowdrops by Louise Glück
[ID: poem reading,
"Do you know what I was, how I lived? You know what despair is; then winter should have meaning for you.
I did not expect to survive, earth suppressing me. I didn't expect to waken again, to feel in damp earth my body able to respond again, remembering after so long how to open again in the cold light of earliest spring
afraid, yes, but among you again crying yes risk joy
in the raw wind of the new world."
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SONNET FOR CAIN / 9.26.19
Nathaniel Orion G. K.
In the club reading poetryfoundation.com
pornography by richard siken, in the diagram
Pepsi Cola - Hubert Matiúwàa - Mexico
Translator: Juana Adcock (Mè’phàà)
One Sunday a man arrived to sell black water that glistened like a riverstone. A lady bought some and said: ‘It’s as sweet as heaven’s water must be.’ They called it iya maskoria – water of mercy. To consecrate their tongues, some asked for a barter. It wasn’t possible. They asked why, ‘It’s called Pepsi Cola,’ said the man. We started to drink from that death, which shrivels up our skin and makes our blood toothsome. Now not even doctors’ water can heal us