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Posts tagged poem
We Have Never Known True Winter
which is to say we have never seen trees die. We have seen them break from the root hurl their limbs against windows snaptwist like brittle bone. We have seen hurricanes transparent oceans and a…
Inside the Den
if I should say there is a wolf at the table with half my DNA and people keep inviting it back if I could do more than survive in this territory where they pass bone…
An Offering by Olivia Pridemore
My brother and I came upon a shrine in Okinawa where miko still make kuchikamizake. Here—sipping rice wines fermented in the cheeks of virgins, is the closest I’ve ever come to intimacy. I want to…
Coveting Apertures by Sarah Schubmehl
To be a man. to be two men, together. To feel absences filled— hard pressure, thrusting pain— to take pleasure without fear of fullness, without fear of my womb, without the threat of a body…