I’M GOING BACK TO MINNESOTA WHERE SADNESS MAKES SENSE
don’t you know the sun is only a god if you learn to starve for him?
this is why we dance
a poem about resistance
Fuck Your Lecture on Craft, My People Are Dying
By Noor Hindi Colonizers write about flowers. I tell you about children throwing rocks at Israeli tanks seconds before becoming daisies. I want to be like those poets who care…
For a Coming Extinction
By W. S. Merwin Gray whale Now that we are sending you to The End That great god Tell him That we who follow you invented forgiveness And forgive nothing…
“Pity me not because the light of day”
By Edna St. Vincent Millay Pity me not because the light of day At close of day no longer walks the sky; Pity me not for beauties passed away From…
Zombie Apocalypse Now: The Making Of
By Cathy Linh Che Cue soundtrack. The undead include: my grandmother, my older sister, my uncle,…
Notes on “The Scream”
By Edvard Munch Translated by Eirill Falck note 615 Translated from the Norwegian I walked along the road with two friends— the sun set …