by Lee Cooper
It was a good year for mangoes,
when we lived on rice, canned tuna,
Kool-Aid with too little sugar,
and the mangoes everyone gave us. Continue reading
Category Archives: Poetry
Mangoes, 1969
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What I Mean When I Say I Want to Hold My Grandmother When She Was a Baby
by Marianne Kunkel
A joke.
But really, I mean it—
cradle her warm, wiggly body
dripping in lace blankets.
Eggshell-sleek
face, eyes like dark pencil marks
gouging paper. Continue reading
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From a Drained Concrete Pool
by Everett Jones
My skateboard throws me off, front wheels
caught on a rock in the shallow
end. My knees kiss pavement and instinct shuts
my eyes before I glide Continue reading
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That Ship Has Sailed
by AJ Saur
And, yet, I stand at the end of this pier
in ovation of the horizon—its long stretch
of periphery, the far wings of a seagull
from which you are certain to emerge in a bow Continue reading
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Along Nippon Way
by Morgan Tayu-Schulz
Was there a boy?
Did he have a face?
Did he have hair?
Or was that just
His silhouette
Standing there
By a mikan tree
Still and distant
Reminding me
Of me Continue reading
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