Search Results for heart

...Horam Kim Horam Kim Turtlenecks and Tank Tops in the Heart of Kansas City Nobody knows how Mr. O’Brien fell off his roof and broke his leg. Nobody was there to see it happen. He blamed it all on account of an arrowhead stuck in the gutters. The way he told it, he was bend- ing over...

...Jonathan Veach © 2014 Jonathan Veach 2014 Jonathan Veach Heart of the Octopus What can be divided in the six chambers of his cloistered heart that cannot be separated by the hands? Candelabra for the flickering primordial flame. Nothing then like...

...Sara Watson © 2014 Sara Watson 2014 Sara Watson My Father’s Heart When this marriage proved so much like the last, when this wife too admitted an affair, my father’s heart broke a second time. My father is not afraid of barstools. Once when he was young a barstool grabbed hold...

...Dean Young © 2015 Dean Young 2015 Dean Young Three-Hearted Poem There’s a slight knock at the door and when I open it, there’s a mailman- sized moth. That’s how I know I’ve shrunk even more than the last time when a blue cloud told me I was drunk, I...

... the ideology of American individualism at the heart of contemporary sense making. The author argues that the limitations of this political project are instructive and relevant beyond the confines of a scholarly interest in poetry, which are revealed through readings of Harryette Mullen. Mitchell Gauvin Laying...

...Rob Wilkie Video games have become a significant aspect of the technology industry, yet they have also become for many the image of an emerging contradiction said to reside at the heart of digital capitalism, namely that capitalism is no longer based upon the exploitation of workers' labor...

...-year-old white male, and screen positive for crack cocaine. His organs turned toxic before the family could consent. They dawdled and prayed and fucked around and his heart went south and no one was saved and everybody died. We all went home, and some of us coped by watching the entire first season...

...Victoria Chang © 2012 by Virginia Tech 2012 Victoria Chang The Boater We slip into a boat parking space. An older man in a boat comes into the next spot. His boat chafing ours sounds like a heart rubbing against ribs trying to get out. His look makes me...

...Sébastien Luc Butler [email protected] Copyright © 2024 Sébastien Luc Butler 2024 Our neighbor of 18 years took out his trash & was found dead an hour later of a burst heart by his wife. My mother, going to the mailbox, was the last to see him alive. I receive...

... & over, like the Lakewood driveway five hundred miles from here where Paul, your neighbor, thumbed a stack of junk before he felt the forlorn magic of his heart wince into nothing. In my mind he bayonets his way through the Ardennes in slow-mo while a gillion tons...

... driveway, and feeling his little cat heart humming like a cuckoo clock against my skin. I once read about a model of artificial hearts that wore out prematurely, after ten years; instead of rhythmic beats it produced a steady hum, the constant whooshing of a garden hose. My cat also had behavioral problems...

..., in reading, there is always an erasure. Because the heart is the essence, not the walls of the heart. Because the heart is uncontainable. minnesota review 86 (2016) DOI 10.1215/00265667-3457603  © 2016 Nicholas Samaras 32 Samaras  33 Because as you...

..., the quickening sea painted as frozen steel— Now bring the sea out of jail, now the good sorcery of the heart, now a bell swung like an axe until an axe sounds like a bell and a bridge appears. I want to be a bridge but movement through the café is a movement through perfumes differentiated...

... sawed at my night heart’s moorings. In the earth, I knew, were ancient bones, on the earth were my new bones. I rolled & nosed my yeasty mother, rolled & nosed my bleary, beery father. I...

...Nicomedes Suárez Araúz © 2012 by Virginia Tech 2012 Nicomedes Suárez Araúz Reason (Answer) If from your arm at one arm’s length the city lies, and the forest is at two arms’ length from your heart, if the river runs at one look of your...

... about the person who broke your heart. You know the one. Remember how you spent nearly two years completely in love with them and they didn t feel the same way? Remember how you couldn t imagine living without them, and how they were one of your best friends, so you couldn t conceive of just cutting off...

....” You got divorced. I drove hours. You skipped rocks like hearts or hearts like rocks. There’s a skip on this record. There’s a pinhole for “Yes” to slip through. There’s Lucy with the football again. There’s Charlie Brown prematurely balding. There’s an itchy wig...

..., and why not? V. In the red temple of dung, to whom do the swallows pray? Why do gourds rattle in the summer garden? This afternoon, who hammers the distances into shape? Heart of our hearts, who are you, who am I? ...

... into 6th Avenue. under Houston Street, ravenous love, knee in the jaw, baby, I ll miss this. my heart, my heart in your fist. me, on your gums. we cop bloodied grins, self-made stabs: our dying. I didn t ask for this, my yawning limbs waiting for your sour teeth. I ve read the book. I know I m drowned...

... more and the next day you’ll for- get him a little more. All in service to the larger vanishing. Let me put it like this. Have you ever had a bad acid trip? The kind where you spend eight hours crying in a bathroom, thinking of everything out- side your heart that is not your heart of which you...