By Edward Salem
God said (and already you can tell
I’m making this up),
If you lift a rock, I am there.
If you lift a finger…
I’m making this up),
If you lift a rock, I am there.
If you lift a finger…
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- By Shaina A. NezKéyah ‘ashdladiingo bił háhoodzooígíí Bidahnaat’a’í shił nilįįgo biniinaa bich’į ‘ádíshní Háálá ‘á…
- By Kinsale DrakeIn the years of scorched earth,
Kit Carson’s pale-knife face
bayonetting the sky, his blood thirst,
… - By Rowie Shondeen ShebalaWell she actually said
if you were an Ewok I would rescue you and name you Sunshine
build you a tiny… - By Cameron BarnettThis is how the story begins: a touch, a bump, a hot mouth,
jostled skin in an elevator, escalation, … - By Meredith StrickerEvery morning opening the newspaper, I am faced
with the thin line that divides disaster and deprivation
from a world of luminous wealth. Tuesday, January 29th,
for instance, bodies, many of them children, lie on the ground
They drowned in the canal trying to escape a weapons depot fire
and explosion in Lagos. Their heads are twisted in straw and dust
near the feet of on-lookers whose cries we cannot hear - By Chaelee DaltonConsider the market. Consider the gross domestic product of Korea. Call it Kimchi.
Ferment culture in… - By Anastasia Taylor-LindIt’s 9/11 the first time you stay.
In the morning you bring Taliban poems back to bed.
I drink cardamom… - By Sasha DugdaleThe downs are certainly lovely, although by mortal loveliness
did you mean they would disappear one day… - By Jayne CortezHarsh Cries From
The Tomb Of
Little Rock
Blown In The Soul
Of The Pyramids
Where The Sphinx
Keep Watch… - By Milan DěžinskýTranslated By Nathan FieldsIt is sixty-five years since Hiroshima,
they write. Should one cup a handful of water from a river,
there… - By Lev RubinsteinTranslated By Tatiana Tulchinsky & Philip Metres1
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So… 3
So here I am… 4
(Where have you been?
We’d given up all hope…) 5
So… 6
So … - By Sholeh WolpéTall, stiff and spiny.
Try to make it to the other side
and risk savage thorns.
We who left home in our… - By Saeed JonesThe end of the world was mistaken
for just another midday massacre
in America. Brain matter and broken… - By Anne CarsonIf I were an early person
I'd look for the limits of human wisdom
by going to sacred oak trees
or the local… - By Xiao Yue ShanI could tell you this: marigolds are a night flower.
in the hour of my birth there were men in the streets… - By Edward SalemI sat up in bed with my legs crossed
for too long, and when they started prickling
and feeling heavy, I felt like I could begin
to understand Jesus’s suffering.
I drove to a largely empty Jerusalem.
Almost a thousand years ago, rows of soldiers
had... - By Edward SalemThe Dome of the Rock was on fire, I thought. I saw people running out, shouting and fighting as smoke obscured the entrance. A long jet of water sprayed through the air—to put out the fire, I thought—then I smelled...
- By Edward SalemThe dead Palestinian brother. I have lost
each of you, my personal friend and
sister and glass of cold water.
My firm hand gropes for
frozen rocks in the night.
I just want to sleep.
In the nightmare,
I slap your dead foreheads
with my blue and gold... - By Edward SalemAcross the suffocating blackness, the waveless water
and a broad hush in the indecipherable wind,
Jordan’s hills were obscured by the night.
Sitting on the clumpy sand, I convinced myself
I could make out a few hills like bloated storm clouds,
a voidal Jordan on...