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Uche Nduka

somewhere behind the napes, armorial backbone. ripeness that goes on and on. a kayak, waist-deep. in blood is where the acorn grows. which means the world is ravenous. i want to eat my cake and have it. lover, am i not your invention? — Uche Nduka, “Somewhere Behind the Napes,” Overpassbooks January 15, 2013

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Maureen N. McLane

What I’m looking for may not be there. What you’re looking for may not be me. What I’m looking for may not be there. What you’re looking for may not be me. I’m listening for the return of that sound I heard in the woods just now, that silvery sound that seemed to call not… Continue reading Maureen N. McLane

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Diane Wakoski

…all of us are instruments recording the heart, playing its jealous and beautiful sounds, the mirror breaking and shattering past our tongues when the fire burns our skins. — Diane Wakoski, from “The Mirror of a Day Chiming Marigold,” Dancing on the Grave of a Son of a Bitch. (Black Sparrow Press,U.S.; New edition edition… Continue reading Diane Wakoski

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Joshua Marie Wilkinson

Memory opens a little door: the dark & you listen with your eyes & write things in my letter you’ll pretend later to forget. — Joshua Marie Wilkinson, from “A Moth in the Projectorlight,” Lug Your Careless Body out of the Careful Dusk: A Poem in Fragments (Iowa Poetry Prize). (University Of Iowa Press April… Continue reading Joshua Marie Wilkinson

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