Poetry
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Rumpus Original Poetry: Three Poems by Paul Hlava Ceballos
Ay chiquitín, I think but do not say— / the language and tone feel / of another world.
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ENOUGH: Three Poems
I spoke of Love as they speak of God in court, / distant and hypothetical. Something I might bow to / if you could prove it to me.
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We Are More: Two Poems by Nur Turkmani
Some afternoons are soft / this way. We miss them as they are happening. / How did we begin to cry?
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Rumpus Original Poetry: Two Poems by P. Scott Cunningham
I love to yuck a yum, if it can be done safely / and in communion with someone I love.
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Rumpus Original Poetry: Three Poems by Hayun Cho
My task is to open the small Styrofoam containers / of rice, to make sure the woman next to me / can reach what her appetite longs for.
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Rumpus Original Poetry: Four Poems by Anna Lena Phillips Bell
to do: observe this slanted / river wrought in paper, / shadowed tributaries / that end at the page’s end / or seem to, as a list
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Rumpus Original Poetry: Three Poems by Iqra Khan
here/ my uncle is in service of thirty-three / guava trees/ he asks us to gather what the storm / has coaxed to the ground
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Rumpus Original Poetry: Four Poems by juj e lepe
Never mind strange dogs / down murder-hornet ridge, water / nipping at your bones; I will find you
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We Are More: Three Poems by Marlin M. Jenkins
Because sometimes the gravity / of care is too strong for you to walk.
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Rumpus Original Poetry: Two Poems by Ava Chen
Nothing appears on the news— / I have been checking for years. / What’s left composes and composes, / unbearably distinct against the horizon.
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Reversing the Apocalypse: A Review of Hussain Ahmed’s Blue Exodus
…the world of the dead, the living, and the unborn are all in a cycle. Human materiality is indestructible.