poems
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Four Poems
Kwikset That lock we kept on our doorwasn’t so much of a lock as a nonbinding contract I keptwith an outside world only vaguely complicitin our agreement— something we might forget aboutif one of us didn’t sign it every day—…
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Sound kept
“Description is a genre and so necessarily reductive. / What feels important to know is that there are logistical concerns re: theories of death.” OR “Impossible descriptions are made more gruesome in their optimistic attempt. / Up and then not.…
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National Poetry Month: Two Poems
Loyalty Oath Let evening winds carry a tsunami of scents to her sleep, and let him with a smile like a paperweight and a craggy face of bark find his way, let the back door of the flower truck passing…
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From the Archives: Rumpus Original Poetry: Three Poems by Luther Hughes
About storms, truly, what did I know?
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From the Archive: Rumpus Original Poetry: Three Poems by Morgan Parker
I am only as lonely / as anybody else, I say / at lunch downtown, examining / my worth.
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From the Archive: Rumpus Original Poetry: Four Poems by sam sax
how many men have / passed through this room, through my lips?
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From the Archive: Rumpus Original Poetry: Four Poems by Maggie Smith
What do we do? We birth the new citizens / & answer their bodies with our bodies. // We rock the new citizens to sleep. / We clothe them with skin & stamp // their passports with milk.
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From the Archive: We Are More: New Country, Old Bones
What did you hope to build in the / New country?
