the golden armor of science

The formatting of this poem will not display correctly on mobile platforms. For best results, view on a larger tablet or desktop monitor. I. Skeleton Well, the Curse fell down like a Swordthe feet fell down with a thunder-SoundIt was a technique, a Stylea Crying Out against what happened therean insistence of living against.                         …

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When the Sounds of Fallen Patriots Break into the Wind, I Will Play Dead, by Olalekan Daniel Kehinde

Tonight, I have promisednot to write after my country’s terrorno matter how many .22 calibersdrop dead from cartridges, or a colonyof compatriots disperses intothe wilderness of boneyards. I wantto forget everything about this land for oncelike an armed force misplaces his bullets inthe ribs of a schoolboy. I, faithfulto my country, will ransack the skeletonsinto …

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For Kristen, Who Would Have Turned 47 Today, by Melissa Frederick

April 7, 2020 I found your obituary in an online archive,where our newspapers return to earththese days. Hard to explain the electric world we now occupy: words and pictures, viruses, vines,birth, bankruptcy, Seders and sepulchers, loves and losses built in a day, or a year,or the time it takes a tabby cat to pirouette from one end of …

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