After Jennifer S. Cheng 1: the sea captured in a glass 2: a homophone for having enough for leftovers, a synonym for abundance 3: the fish, who have already forgotten you. It’s not personal 4: where memory fails, there’s still imagining 5: you. Not as an ocean but outside 6: glass and/or acrylic
Read MoreCtrl+F [Find in document: মুনিরা 0 of 0] I recognise this self. in drawings of koi fish andmenthol slicked lips. in weeks spent searching for all the fishbones in a fillet. warm hands
Stand right there. I’m tired of bad poems about nature. I’m over motherhood and cook tops and sweeping up again and again. I want to walk outside under the beamed overpass without thinking about
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There’s this game we used to play. I don’t think we ever came up with a name for it. In the aboveground pool, we became synchronized swimmers, twirling in tight circles, eyes to the blinding sky,
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What separates us from our lives / is a see-through thing. / Jellyfish membrane, fragrant flower sealed / in wax, its smell kept secret.
The sound is a woman standing in the pleats / of the mountain’s summer skirts, her throat / haunted by sister-elders calling back / a hundred seasons, a hundred more.
Echo who always answered among rocks, spilled / In cairns, in ice caves. I did not / Leave you. Even now I can't keep from
These rainbow worlds of swirling nebulae / arrest you as you thumb / past smug celebrities, vacation shots / and selfies hoping to inflame an ex. / Golden discs of galaxies are