Em um boteco
AR

pedi um diplomata
aqui não tem mais isso
depois do mounjaro
só tem creatina
e selfie
Afinal, não sou fonte de mel
Nos olhos de gueixa
Por que me atacariam?
Kabuki, máscara

- Sylvia Plath & Caetano Veloso
o silêncio estourava seus ouvidos
 - ayn rand, a revolta de atlas, sobre dagny
I am spending my life, I thought. I am un-
prepared. It is running thru
my fingers. The wind is
still wild. My bones hurt sometimes
causing pain. It is not terror.
I feel for the cash in my pocket.
I do not have time to prepare.
I am comfortable.
Time passes and I am still here. I am
getting by. I replace one
calendar with another.

Jorie Graham
I loved all the things so much I tried
to stick them one to another.

Robert Wood Lynn
I feel that ignorant love gave me
a life. But from within my illusion of him
I could not see him, or know him. I did not
have the art or there’s no art
to find the mind’s construction in the face:
he was a gentleman on whom I built
an absolute trust.

Sharon Olds
I am a stunned knower of not
Sharon Olds
Punjabi Disco
Nu-Disco e +
She so listens to Sophie Ellis-Bextor

& remember,
loneliness is still time spent
with the world

ocean vuong
Unspoken suffering
Hides nothing but thunder and lightning!

Nguyễn Chí Thiện
Vertigem sem apoio
AR

Os cristais saíram do labirinto—
pendem os olhos em giro.

Minotauro, Minotauro,
onde você está?

Sem brilho,
nem mesmo o chão
sei encontrar.
When the prison guards burned his manuscripts, Nguyễn Chí
   Thiện couldn’t stop
            laughing—the 283 poems already inside him.

Ocean Vuong