Editor’s note: for mobile users, this poem is best viewed in landscape mode. Juan Luis Guzmán TRIGGER At the author’s request, this poem has been temporarily removed. It may return to the site in the future.
Sara Borjas Conditions for Poetry after Rich Villar You’ve got to feel trapped but know you can be fast.Cover your hands with socks and walk backwards.You’ve got to return instead of leave. Your body must stop at nothing to be acceptable. Eyes like dirty menudo bowls, brain of water.You’ve got to feel trapped but know you canContinue reading “Sara Borjas – Conditions for Poetry”
Editor’s note: for mobile users, this poem is best viewed in landscape mode. Juan Luis Guzmán POEM FOR THE DL MAN WHO LOVED ME Cabro cabrito cabrón, you give good guilt. You make of me something wild. Cabro cabrón. this animal in me Cabrito, you hold power over me like carcass between lips, a kill not meant for feast. Continue reading “Juan Luis Guzmán – POEM FOR THE DL MAN WHO LOVED ME”
Sara Borjas Maybe we all don’t really come from anywhere but come from running through lands where we weren’t wanted or didn’t want ourselves and maybe it’s not a land maybe it’s an idea maybe it’s a kind of tree or road or love my grandma drove her kids across a country in a blueContinue reading “Sara Borjas – Maybe we all don’t really come from anywhere but come from running through”
Sara Borjas Poem My Mother Writes about Things She Hates A dirty house. Thin toilet paper. Stupid people. Crumbs in bed. Animal hair on any surface. Foggy days. When people make promises and never keep them, or deny doing anything wrong.Two lane freeways. Bad service at a Diccico’s. I don’t like waking up too early, losing at the casino, runningContinue reading “Sara Borjas – Poem My Mother Writes about Things She Hates”