
Occupational Hazards
“I wake and the world is shaking again birds / slam buoyant voices bruised goldmorning light”
“I wake and the world is shaking again birds / slam buoyant voices bruised goldmorning light”
“The water was a place / sequestered, isolate and strange, a small glove / for a smallish soul”
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From behind its aluminum dermis, / the machine transcribes the living, / studying the sound a muscle makes skipped / across roof of mouth.
By Liala Zaray
“My afghanis are quietly pressed into palms and secretly traded / When ready for purchase, I place my afghanis face side up”
“About our bodies, strangers in white / deliver the news; in some places, the only option / is the option Mary had.”
We are honored to share with everyone the winners and finalists of the 2022 Emerging Poet Prize! Please join us in congratulating these remarkable poets. Winners were selected by Safia Elhillo.
How many words do I / know for hunger? What is the nestling space /
between two countries / of conflict called?
I vulture myself when I touch you, /
my stomach its own feast, my tongue a prayer for a tongue.