Aurielle Marie
It feels good to eat/ the devil/ is /a raw hide pulsing/ across my tongue/ sings a new sound/ her name is January/ […]
It feels good to eat/ the devil/ is /a raw hide pulsing/ across my tongue/ sings a new sound/ her name is January/ […]
In the suburbs, through the windows, the houses leak their big ideas. One television then another darkens. […]
Recall Benjamin’s angelus novus,
broad wings blown back by winds
from paradise, the sediment of time. […]
Sam Ross’s book Company was chosen by Carl Phillips for the 2017 Four Way Books Levis Prize in Poetry and is forthcoming in 2019. […]
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