Rumpus Original Poems
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National Poetry Month Day 18: Tarfia Faizullah
Flawless A kind of perfection, each singular flicker of fireflies left untrapped
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National Poetry Month Day 16: Amanda Deutch
Island Factory From water to water he worked he traveled by IND. I know little else about him. Sol worked at a pocketbook
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National Poetry Month Day 15: Tara Mae Mulroy
Rituals Since crows are smarter than they need to be, she calls them from the sky to inspect her work. They say, “Hood the eyes.”
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National Poetry Month Day 14: Khadijah Queen
Allen Iverson used to hang out at a nightclub in Virginia Beach when I was stationed in Norfolk & all the so-called gold diggers came out to see & be seen but I didn’t know that until we
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National Poetry Month Day 13: Rita Mae Reese
Another Funeral in WV –After Adrienne Rich Aunt Kay’s tigers were never in a tapestry and were really just some prescriptions and a tabby that she called Baby. Baby bit and clawed at her ankles,
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National Poetry Month Day 12: Oliver Bendorf
For today’s installment, we’re pleased to offer three comic poems from Oliver Bendorf. Or perhaps it’s more correct to say they’re poem-comics. Enjoy!
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National Poetry Month Day 11: Keetje Kuipers
Teaching Day Aubade This anxious spring, two of my students become lovers, and on Tuesday evenings I walk home after class
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National Poetry Month Day 10: Amaud Johnson
Or Idolator: Another Epitaph for Nino your side chick has car trouble. she has a light bill with an open mouth. she eats finger sandwiches or fettuccini alfredo, and keeps an ice cube in her glass of white wine.
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National Poetry Month Day 9: Carrie Murphy
Beauty Work Today I wore jeans in the sweltering heat & sweat pooled in my crotch. There was a girl on the metro with eyeliner like Priscilla Presley
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National Poetry Month Day 7: Kelly Davio
The Unreal Woman at the Grocery “What price bananas? Are you my Angel?” –Alan Ginsberg Her cart is mighty, for she piles it with the semblance of health: fruit that shines in the overhead fluorescents