Tariq Luthun
Always ready
to give,
the men in my family know
anger like an open palm. […]
Always ready
to give,
the men in my family know
anger like an open palm. […]
Panic on a planet lacking the roar
of dark. Six suns and never a set.
[…]
the war is so lurid that everything else is dull.
a great watery animal breaking itself on the rocks, […]
There is a sorrow being outside your body
even when I am in the places where it has been. […]
as steel wool, every lake as mirror to fill
with knives. What I meant to say is there […]
Blood and light branch
my shoulder blades
parting and still I see it […]
Sooner or later, all families must reckon with the ghosts of their own history, with the ancestry that binds each member to each other and defines them all. […]
I’d like to know
that woman
like a woman. Without the cost of passing. […]
I’m not sure how many more times
you want to hear your own myth […]
print too small, kitchen closed Sophie is smiling against the overpass & saying the wine will not run out / the way we ran out of the lounge & down the alley / dragged by […]
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