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[honeymooninthefridge]

Don’t collude with your inability to give or receive love.

Bhanu Kapil, from Collude, full poem at poets.org

[stevepotterwrites]

Nothing Gold Can Stay - Nature's first green is gold

[honeymooninthefridge]

Where I am Not - I ask the new migrant if he regrets leaving Russia.

About This Poem “I have been asked ‘where do you come from?’ a hundred thousand times—most often as a veiled attack—but also, as in this case, more softly, as an invitation to open. It felt so freeing to not answer the question in the poem, to instead flip it to focus on the driver, a newer migrant, and our shifting ‘place’ in this space. I love being driven, it is an act of surrender, and as someone without a license, this is one of the few ways I allow myself to be dominated. Are we ever in charge of our direction, our desires? Though I wrote this poem, I still can’t tell you who was in the driver’s seat, or if indeed I arrived home.” —Omar Sakr

[honeymooninthefridge]

Joshua Jennifer Espinoza