
Surrender
“In the red brick room, my father cries. / His cries are small, lonely animals. / I carry them with me / like an inheritance.”
“In the red brick room, my father cries. / His cries are small, lonely animals. / I carry them with me / like an inheritance.”
“Yo vi las mejores mentes de mi generación destrozadas por remesa madness. / Starving. 10 cent. Maruchán. Limón y Valentina slurpin’ paisas”
“A strange earth / for this staggered colony of desperate valiant specks. There is / no there, here.”
“And then if not my death then my life will be fashioned like orchids / pouring from the windows, all of my friends catching me in nets.”
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“God // cannot be remission, the clear scan, a bell’s clang after my / last treatment.”
“Unhusk me if you must, call me / acquired, call me dirty, call me corn smut.”
By Nicole Homer
“They got in the car. All of them: the whore, the john, and me, staring at my knees. We were feral and conjoined from then.”
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