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The Sin of Height

What humanity needed was that gravity-defying miracle, the bird.

The Spectators

Never issue a dare to a dead person. They’ve got all the time in the world.

The Speech of Miss Polly Baker

If mine, then, is a religious Offence, leave it to religious Punishments.

The Stormtroopers of My Country

this country will stick it to infiltrators imprison traitors love neighbors

The Story of Sojourner Truth

Taller than most women, Sojourner Truth seemed to rise a little higher.

The Thomas Cantor

He will be unable to resist his manias for symmetry and completion.

The Tradition

Men like me and my brothers filmed what we planted for proof we existed.

The Trojan Women and Other Poems

When the snake attacked the soldier, its fangs left a violent opening.

The Tucson Shootings: Words and Deeds

Debra Hughes

The Weary Blues

One said she heard the jazz-band sob when the little dawn was grey.

The Winter Soldier

He was ready to move on, to touch his patients, to cut them open.

Theater of War

Ajax killed men and then animals thinking they were men.

They Were Blind and Other Poems

Fatwas condoned our arrest for the rouged contours of our lips.

This Is Not a Christmas Story

There was a shout, then a shot fired. I pressed the shutter again and again.

This Place We Call Home

Her family was still poor and hungry and scared.

Thistles

Before he started spraying he would hand her the mask to put on.

Three Poems

Three Poems

Condemned to an easy life balanced on the suffering in another land.

Three Poems

A memory in the drip, drip, drip of the kitchen sink that won’t stop.

Three Poems

If life was exchanged, who is to say it flowed one way?

Three Poems

The first skeleton drawn from the earth, they called beautiful.

Three Poems

A goddess was offended; her altar required my virgin blood.

Three Stages of Amazement

Charlie wasn’t Lena’s first love, but he counted on being her last.

Time Change

Here: geeky cyber-warriors crunch cheese Cheetos over keyboards.

To Cicero’s Hand

They cut you off, let fall your hammered silver bracelets to the sand.

To Save a Butterfly

Yes, Eylon thought, he lied to Cath. Lied about his day, about the risks.

Tom Jenks on Editing The Garden of Eden

Hemingway’s The Garden of Eden was edited by Tom Jenks.

Tradition and the Individual Talent

No poet, no artist of any art, has his complete meaning alone.

Training at the Yizhuang Combat Sports Academy, 2008

How do you beat a man who refuses to rise from a puddle of his own blood.

Troy

Ajax can answer all this killing only with the killing of himself.