One of the new vintage hankies is so delicate—linen lawn printed with blowsy ocher flowers, in them many black anthers—anemones—and with lining-of-the-body’s-openings bright pinks, and with lilies of the valley, turquoise Continue reading
Shh! Rise and be quick about it. Gather your things. Brother, sister: You were older but I was the strong one, humming one leg, two, now socks, now shoes— all our Continue reading
Why was the last kiss May seventhAnd so shy? Your tongue was skittish. Your clavicle—Door- bolt, little key,Tendril—Was the world’s cross-tree—Your collar bone was hot snow to touch. I wanted to Continue reading
The gibbous moon sits swollen amongthe god amounts, passing an elsewhereof those who know our daughters.Experience & peril are both experimental,from the root per, to risk.i call on figures whose Continue reading
Translated from the Portuguese by Tiffany Higgins When Euaracy awakens Her rays come to greet us Showing the day has begun And it’s time to work.The Kambeba people’s village Isn’t just Continue reading
