When the smell of blood spreads out here, it's bound to spread out there.
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Here is Woolf at her most unvarnished, obsessed, her most playful and silly and unpolished and free.
"I prompt: A Black woman's hand near drawer" (onscreen, I receive three fingers, two thumbs, a foot made of fingers lurking, an unseen crouching body on top of the dresser)
In the effort of poetry to communicate, it must always deal in the dirty commodity of the word.
from left to right, from A to Z, from high to low, from generation to generation, from all of us to all of you,
A million-acre wetland of towering oaks, six-foot-deep mud, wolves, and malaria, northwest Ohio was arguably the most inhospitable piece of land in the world.
How do you deal with marrying someone right before they die?
I apologize in advance for any errors in memory or judgment.
The Real is not the stories and laws which we think make up reality, but the raw void that appears when those stories and laws collapse. An abyss just out of reach, forever.
Cheese is just preserved milk with certain cultures reinforced to make it taste the way it does. Similarly, you could say that music has the same structure that's put down as a recording.
Ben said Christmas is really sad considering the outcome of the life of Baby Jesus
If language mediates reality, then it can be wielded to create new ways of being in the world.
Often, Rust Belt stories are neglected in the national sphere or controlled by cultural outsiders.
"Forgotten" is written in the calm register of a lecture instead of a scream, which does not diminish its authors' agony.
One regurgitated Astrodome drop in a barrel, wounded [is majorly internal], dies later. That's nostalgia.
to my knowledge this poem is the first poem of any length to be written about cleveland in 150 years.