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Devaluation, by Cyn Los
Posted on November 26, 2019
Everything changed the day her dog ate the tortilla exhibiting what, she thought, was the face of jesus The egg placed under the be no longer emerged hard boiled but instead as fresh as the hen had laid it to the consternation of her curanderas Her daughter would never again float unsupported as […]
Read MoreNo Intention to Quit!, by Amirah Al Wassif
Posted on November 20, 2019
A kind of magic pumps in my chest When the poetry lines weave their nest More legends and tales spread along the mind When the brilliant imagination ends his rest My heart touches the honey light Muse is manifest! Take me slowly through the clouds I am fevered because of the reality mist Tell me […]
Read MoreUntitled, by Yigit Kerim Arslan
Posted on November 19, 2019
The one that will come at the end of morning What was I told behind the shivering water, I listened by escaping from myself. (But I don’t know, why that is. I commit suicide every morning for this) the moon is getting lazy every day. He had a neck ache by the time. My […]
Read MoreNight Shift, by Mahmut Aksoy
Posted on November 13, 2019
Translated by Neeli Cherkovski Not just my thoughts All assets and souls At night, however, he hears himself, he discovers new thoughts. Wide and deep trenches where many sleep A slice of my soul just happens to be everywhere A slice of love and a slice of memories A slice of tart loneliness […]
Read MoreI Will Pay My Debt With My Poem, by Gülsüm Cengiz
Posted on October 30, 2019
Translated by Haldun Sonkaynar I owe people known, unknown. My debt cannot be measured I am indebted to my lover for the days shared. Sleepless nights, I owe to my mother, labour to my father. Self-sacrifice I owe to my sister. My debt cannot be measured I owe my friends too much. […]
Read MoreSometimes Knowing Means Very Little, by Thomas Walton
Posted on October 24, 2019
sometimes all the world is lovely a cuspidate, pointed and willing to be defined saying “darling simply lend me your words” these skies darken days I dream of parking lots of abandoned buildings salt flats, strip malls I dream of the hard grey flesh your face became after hanging all evening in the […]
Read MorePoem That Sounds Like a Pear, by Thomas Walton
Posted on October 24, 2019
wait let’s walk over where the rich folk live their gardens full and well rid of weeds every lawn a lovely form of lyrate every shrub a song where small birds ravage the blossom-laden branches for bugs March 25 crows caw questioning us the viburnum is out drifting over the bluestone paths and […]
Read MoreYou Through the Portal, by Viviane Vives
Posted on October 22, 2019
You through the portal You, sleepy You have forgotten You with the drugs You with the motorbikes You with the rough chicks You almost throw up You stretch over the leather You close your eyes Your throw your face at me Your eyes closed Your mind gone so I can I drink from you. […]
Read MoreMad Birds, by Viviane Vives
Posted on October 22, 2019
Lake Travis, Spicewood, Texas. December 6, 2015 Do not go to the edge, stay with me, I will bring you the light of my years spent in high heels, then motorcycle boots, I will pluck the memories out of the notebooks I fished out the trash. I will take away the grief, I swear […]
Read MoreWhen We Swam Together, by Adrienne Asher
Posted on October 16, 2019
No oyster knives lie on my table, prying open what was closed; no sea salt, to be rubbed in wounds. Far from the sea, I strain to hear the cries of gulls. Once, we inhabited the sound of waves. Our minds held bowls of pearls, iridescent, overflowing. We spoke in parables of water, let […]
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