by Danielle Deulen | Oct 21, 2018 | Lit from the Basement
Departure by Ocean Vuong Dawn cracks: a lightning bolt carving slowly through the clouds. All night I listened to your breath. Even tasted your lips when the moon turned you pale as a corpse. I haven’t killed a thing since the morning we followed gunshots into a field...
by Danielle Deulen | Oct 14, 2018 | Lit from the Basement
Wishbone by Richard Siken You saved my life he says. I owe you everything. You don’t, I say, you don’t owe me squat, let’s just get going, let’s just get gone, but he’s relentless, keeps saying I owe you, says Your shoes are filling with your own damn blood, you must...
by Danielle Deulen | Oct 7, 2018 | Lit from the Basement
Rodin’s Fallen Caryatid by Lindsay Bernal She’s collapsing under her big stone: woe, love, whatever. Vase, urn, bowl, the cup made of hands at the brook ––what holds is hollow. Does a child ever recover from losing the vessel who bore her, pushed her out of one...
by Danielle Deulen | Sep 30, 2018 | Lit from the Basement
The Sonnets To Orpheus: Book 2: Xiii (Be Ahead of All Parting) by Rainer Maria Rilke Be ahead of all parting, as though it already were behind you, like the winter that has just gone by. For among these winters there is one so endlessly winter that only by...
by Danielle Deulen | Sep 23, 2018 | Lit from the Basement
Manistee Light by Samiya Bashir Brother I don’t either understand this skipscrapple world— these slick bubble cars zip feverish down rushes of notcorn or notbeets notcabbage and the land and the land— you should know, man, nothing grows down here anymore except...
