it is possible all déjà vu is intergenerational
   we had learned it once but have forgotten
      & we can’t explain it when it’s there

rosie stockton
it’s so slow moving—my understanding of you and my
self

rosie stockton
do not touch me, especially
not with your eyes

- rosie stockton
O mother
there is a violence
in naming
in showing up
to say
can we love with inadequate politics?
apart and pained?

Rosie Stockton
O Plato my Plato
I’m calling off our sessions

I’m blocking your image

Rosie Stockton
I am citizen of your fiction
Rosie Stockton

 A prisão dos nomes

You love your brother,
now suddenly you can hardly stand
the love flooding you for your brother,
who’s not beside you or behind or
ahead

Philip Levine
Fixed vortex on the far
Tip, riveting stones, air,
All of it, together.

Sylvia Plath 
And still the heaven
Of final surfeit is just as far
From the door as ever.

Sylvia Plath 
Com as perdas, só há um jeito:
perdê-las.

Lya Luft
Hora a hora o meu desejo revolve estes escombros
E escorrem dos meus olhos mais promessas.

Lya Luft
Havia ansiedade e abraço.
Lya Luft
sou um momento de espera,
quase um fim de solidão.

lya luft