#wo chan

[havingapoemwithyou]

June 8, the smiley barista remembers my name by Wo Chan

[llovelymoonn]

wo chan june 8, the smiley barista remembers my name

kofi

[extollingtheeveryday]

Wo Chan // "june 8, the smiley barista remembers my name"

[dreaminginthedeepsouth]

thinking about this poem again, and it feels fitting to share it in its gorgeous entirety now, while it's still august—

[slapkiss]

june 8, the smiley barista remembers my name, by Wo Chan

Beauty on earth so blue, even the cheese flowers a culture with no democracy... Yesterday (for example), I ate the same sandwich I eat every week: eggplant roasted in red pepper aioli, a focaccia jammed full by arugula, capers sweaty in browned butter. How have I come to love routine? I’m thirsty and abashed. The fabric of my childhood underwear triple axels in the wind—wow. The whole neighborhood watches me do emails, go to therapy: she shed

revenge for forgiveness. I said it, “i forgive you” slipping like a key beneath a door, where never was a house attached. Is it beauty on earth, so blue? Each side stalled, you are touched, forstanding the sun. Its fat macula borne down grips (i wish! i saw! i fear! i heard! i dream) like an emotion. This is not a feeling. This can be, I think, a conversation.

[link from poetry foundation]

[bostonpoetryslam]

The whole neighborhood watches me do emails, go to therapy: she shed revenge for forgiveness. I said it, 'i forgive you' slipping like a key beneath a door, where never was a house attached.

Wo Chan, “june 8, the smiley barista remembers my name,” published in Poetry

[jgthirlwell]

01.01.19 New Years Day in NYC means the annual festival of poets from The Poetry Project at St Marks Church. Among the dozens of performers doing short sets were the legendary Anne Waldman,  Cat Tyc, Precious Okoyomon, CA Conrad, Wo Chan, Erica Hunt with guest Marty Ehrlich, Steve Earle, Tammy Faye Starlight, Penny Arcade, M.Lamar, Anne Vitale, Laura Ortman and many more

[qwear]

Wo Chan: Drag, Poetry, and Emotional Survival

Wo Chan, the poet and drag performer from Brooklyn, has a new fashion goal: “Wear whatever I want, always, no matter where I’m going. Just wear whatever pleases me.” What pleases Wo may shift from day to day, but originates from the same spirit: “My dressing process is very childlike. I go

Photography by Haley Varacallo