We are really worried about you

Bissn azzln, bissn verbittern und dann sterben.///nrw

[beguines]

Rae Armantrout, "Set Theory"

[theoceanislikeyou]

Simone Weil, Gravity and Grace

[shadow27]

Everyday We Get More Illegal

Juan Felipe Herrera - 1948-

Yet the peach tree  still rises & falls with fruit & without birds eat it the sparrows fight our desert

burns with trash & drug it also breathes & sprouts vines & maguey

laws pass laws with scientific walls detention cells   husband                            with the son                         the wife & the daughter who married a citizen    they stay behind broken slashed

un-powdered in the apartment to deal out the day              & the puzzles another law then   another Mexican           Indian                       spirit exile

migration                     sky the grass is mowed then blown by a machine  sidewalks are empty clean & the Red Shouldered Hawk peers down  — from an abandoned wooden dome                        an empty field

it is all in-between the light every day this     changes a little

yesterday homeless & w/o papers                  Alberto left for Denver a Greyhound bus he said where they don’t check you

walking working under the silver darkness             walking   working with our mind our life

[padek]

San Carlo Cremona, a 17th-century church now contemporary art space in Cremona, Italy

[bodenlosflores]

[pam3pr]

꧂

[pmamtraveller]

By Kime 키메

[lifeinpoetry]

And so I also by absence because of absence turn away

— Kim Hyesoon, from "By Absence More Than Presence," The Hell of That Star, tr. Cindy Juyoung Ok

[a-quiet-green-agreement]

I fear that I brought little happiness to her or to any of the others, do what I would. I soon realised that I was a haunted man.

– Robert Aickman, from “The Fetch,” Intrusions (Gollancz, 1980)

[havingapoemwithyou]

[for comrades who ask] by Tim Blunk

[amaplaka]

❁── .✦

[medisiert]

It will be hard for you to believe-being only a reader with employment concerns and a jaded cultural consciousness and having limited patience for this sort of nonsense-that they are happening all at once.

- Catherynne M. Valente, ink, water, honey from The melancholy of mechagirl

[edwordsmyth]

Sean Bonney

[feathersalwaysmakepplattractive]

[jamabushi]

[updownfragile]

There are four cardinal points. The first is the sky, it is where they have buried us. The second, the earth. There they question us. It is very silent. The other two points were recently taken out of commission. No explanations were offered

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Every day I wake up everyday inside the wage system inside all its houses, never paid rent on even one. Sleep nowhere. Every morning inside my wages I lie in wait for those who sleep, I sleep on their chests and never speak. Never Take this as spectral evidence. Meaning. Fuck death.

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Subutex. Give me the prescription and I will be you. I’ll pretend to be you and if I cannot, well, I’ll tell you about your walls the interpretation of the cracks, divination etc you probably don’t wanna know. give me the paper it’s fine I’ll never remember a thing. you’ll say things tomorrow I’ll have said them last week. just right. I know explosives. magic I know and dialectics. just write the prescription ok. I have conversations with the dead.

— from Our Death by Sean Bonney

[portal2myfantasy]