Poetry
from Kundiman for the Condemned
by Paolo JavierPoetry
ahlan wa sahlan note a poem o receive it here as it charades onto history's gauzy list
The Human Machine: 30 Chances
by Anna MoschovakisPoetry
No, in a shed under the machine You stopped brushing; then you resumed brushing
Dead Black Men
by Paul KillebrewPoetry
I won’t die at a party like this, falling over the contortions in my gut or floating over the whirlpool of cups...
For Beth Ward
by Paul KillebrewPoetry
One of my basic human dilemmas goes something like, Does metaphor contain us, or do we extend ourselves out into it?
