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- By Dorothea LaskyIn every rose there is the scent of death
I thought I was one of them
But I’m not and I’ve never been
Who… - By Dorothea LaskyHelen Frankenthaler is an evil eye
I put her behind me
And hoped for the best
Even she knew
I was lying
Lying… - By Cameron Awkward-RichIt is morning. Remember that.
It is morning and the house is quiet,
so quiet that I can, for the moment… - By Dorothea LaskyI still feel the same
As the day that I first met you
Though softened by all of this time
I still think… - By Mona ArshiI haven’t killed a single thing in
Months and hand on heart
It’s getting tiresome.
I take soft steps in… - By Jesse NathanFor today I’ll try to memorize the strange wide shape
of two writhing coast oaks
the way a fog looks like… - By Rickey LaurentiisWhat I have done is created
History, exquisite manuscripts
With angering blame.
What I have done is… - By Nakahara ChūyaTranslated By Jeffrey Anglesone morning I saw a black flag
fluttering up there in the sky
the flag fluttered back and forth back… - By Jacques J. RancourtCan I still call you
Emily? Not long after
we last saw each other, I too changed
my name. Dropped … - By CAConradI feel felt by another but I’malone in the room
- By bruno daríoBarrí toda mi casa, y la encontré otra. En los rincones había otros más pequeños que la máscara de polvo…
- By bruno daríoNi un día más allá la maleza cubrirá nuestros monumentos. La arquitectura reemplazada por otra furiosa…
- By bruno daríoTranslated By Kit SchluterBefore even one day has passed in the beyond, the weeds will cover our monuments. Our architecture …
- By Jane ZwartWhen death comes, final and novel—
the trick cul-de-sac or burst dam, a door
that opening erases or shutting… - By Shizuka Omoriやましさが案山子のように立っているからだを抜けてくるのか歌は
触れることは届くことではないのだがてのひらに蛾を移して遊ぶ
後ずさりできぬ鳥たち 二人称をずたずたにする夕焼けだった
皆殺しの〈皆〉に女はふくま… - By Nakahara Chūyaある朝 僕は 空の 中に、
黒い 旗が はためくを 見た。
はたはた それは はためいて いたが、
音は きこえぬ 高きが ゆえに。
手繰り 下ろそうと 僕は したが、
綱も なければ それも 叶… - By bruno daríoTranslated By Kit SchluterI swept my house and found another. In every corner was another smaller corner, which the dust mask …
- By CAConradeveryone’s drawing the Death Card the chair pressing
- By CAConradeach threadadded to the loom was a moment of the weaver’s life