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“trust the hours. Haven’t they / carried you everywhere, up to now?”
— Galway Kinnell
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This poem appeared in Mortal Acts, Mortal Words by Galway Kinnell, published by Houghton Mifflin Harcourt, 1980. Shared here with deep gratitude.
“I keep waking up in different / beds and in this same / body.”
— Angie Sijun Lou
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This poem appeared in Muzzle Magazine Issue 22, 2018. Shared here with deep gratitude.
“Tears / irrigate my anguish until anguish opens like a seedpod, // and there is only fragrance.”
— Saddiq Dzukogi
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This poem appeared in Body, Summer 2023. Shared here with deep gratitude.
“And nothing at all / about how much / I love her.”
— Char March
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This poem appeared in The Thousand Natural Shocks by Char March, published by Indigo Dreams Publishing, 2011. Shared here with deep gratitude.
“When I dwell in the ultimate I know / I would know her in any life.”
— Acie Clark
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This poem appeared in Shenandoah, Spring 2025. Shared here with deep gratitude.
“So you might as well live / and you might as well love.”
— Pádraig Ó Tuama
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This poem appeared in Sorry For Your Troubles by Pádraig Ó Tuama, published by Canterbury Press Norwich, 2013. Shared here with deep gratitude.
“some might say it’s a blessing to know your entrances / & exits.”
— Hanif Abdurraqib
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This poem appeared in A Fortune for Your Disaster by Hanif Abdurraqib, published by Tin House Books (@tin_house), 2019. Shared here with deep gratitude.
“Sleep through the alarm / of the world.”
— Andrea Gibson
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This poem appeared in You Better Be Lightning by Andrea Gibson, published by Button Poetry, 2021. Shared here with deep gratitude.
“Every day God asks, Cruelty again?”
— Nora Hikari
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This poem appeared in Poem-a-Day by the Academy of American Poets, 2024. Shared here with deep gratitude.
“I fear I will stand at her funeral / before anyone stands at mine.”
— Shahd Alnaouq
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This poem appeared in We Are Not Numbers, 2025. Shared here with deep gratitude.
