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i think having “having a coke with you” with you by mark leidner is the greatest love poem of all time

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Two headed calf, Laura Gilpin

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Okay… so we all love “The Two-Headed Calf” by Laura Gilpin, but here are some of her other poems that I think deserve some recognition

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Mary Oliver, Swan: Poems and Prose Poems

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Morning by Kae Tempest (?)

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:: There Should Be Flowers, 2016 by Joshua Jennifer Espinoza ::

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I Dream Of Horses Eating Cops // Joshua Jennifer Espinoza

i dream of horses eating cops i have so much hope for the future or no i don’t who knows the sound a head makes when it is asleep my dad was a demon but so was the white man in uniform who harassed him for the crime of being brown there are demons everywhere dad said and he was right but not in the way he meant it the sky over san bernardino was a brilliant blue when the winds kicked in all the fences and trash cans and smog scattered themselves and the mountains were on fire every day i couldn’t wait to die or be killed my woman body trapped in a dream i couldn’t wait to wake up and ride off into the sunset but there isn’t much that is new anywhere the same violence swallows itself and produces bodies and names for bodies i name my body girl of my dreams i name my body proximity i name my body full of hope despite everything i name my body dead girl who hasn’t died yet i hope i come back as an elephant i hope we all come back as animals and eat our fill i hope everyone gets everything they deserve

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THINGS HAUNT

California is a desert and I am a woman inside it. The road ahead bends sideways and I lurch within myself. I’m full of ugly feelings, awful thoughts, bad dreams of doom, and so much love left unspoken.

Is mercury in retrograde? someone asks. Someone answers, No, it’s something else like that though. Something else like that. That should be my name.

When you ask me am I really a woman, a human being, a coherent identity, I’ll say No, I’m something else like that though.

A true citizen of planet earth closes their eyes and says what they are before the mirror. A good person gives and asks for nothing in return. I give and I ask for only one thing—

Hear me. Hear me. Hear me. Hear me. Hear me. Hear me. Bear the weight of my voice and don’t forget— things haunt. Things exist long after they are killed.

JOSHUA JENNIFER ESPINOZA

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Ron Schreiber (1934 - 2004) - "THE HOUSE IS OLD"

I think of the line "we live here. we think of the other house" daily. Found it first in a zine about being a butch faggot by the artist Rena Yehuda Newman. There is not much online about Schreiber. According to the anthology "Gay & Lesbian Poetry In Our Time" (Edited by Carl Morse and Joan Larkin), he was born in Chicago and raised in Dayton, Ohio. He lived all over the world (in Japan with the US Army as well as in Amsterdam) and taught at the University of Massachusetts for 30 years (!) - the last info is from alicejamesbooks.org, where one can buy two of his poetry collections.

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Ron Schreiber

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Bertolt Brecht, Firs, [from 'Last Poems 1953-1956'], in Poems 1913-1957, Edited by John Willett and Ralph Manheim, with the co-operation of Erich Fried, Eyre Methuen, London, 1976, p. 442

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Zu sagen: »Hier herrscht Freiheit« ist immer ein Irrtum oder auch eine Lüge: Freiheit herrscht nicht.

To say: "Freedom rules here" is always an error or a lie: freedom does never rule.

Erich Fried (1921 – 1988), Austrian lyricist, translator, and essayist

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hi people :3 🍊

i made some pins out of my art that i will post later

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Let July Be July

By Morgan Harper Nichols

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