The Vegetarian
“places the raw chunks / in my stained open-sore mouth, / teaches me to acquire a taste for pain.”
“places the raw chunks / in my stained open-sore mouth, / teaches me to acquire a taste for pain.”
By Shutta Crum
“in the tree are three buds / one will flower into a poem / eat the other two”
By Rongfei Mu
“But I know you’re listening, / From the pale blue waves on the monitor / That I ride.”
By Karla Yaritza Maravilla Zaragoza
Two poems by Karla Yaritza Maravilla Zaragoza.
“it began with silk / devils bleaching brown kernels and selling bottled ice / tea”
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“My motorcycle’s thrum as much the music / as bees in the embattled thistledown, the wild // stonefruits erupting from mouthed cores”