A PRAYER for Brody & Rhys
& for Bruno Schulz, shot and killed by Gestapo officer Karl Günther in 1942 while walking home through the Aryan quarter with a loaf of bread
poetry
Suspension of disbelief
To survive the hostility, the insanity in public education, I stare straight into the fire, this pyre of books.
The ‘Untranslatable Palestinian Flesh’
What do we owe to language in times of unimaginable violence? Poets linked to both Palestine and Texas help show us the way.
how to admire wildflowers
"rub your eyes & see nothin’..."
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Poem: The Gulf Gives Fair Warning—at Galveston Island
"You've built your beach homes..."
Poem: Drought
We sit by the window of the nursing home where her face can feel the sun.