Twelve poems each month— Kissing Dynamite curates compact issues that honor the thematic threads presented by contributing poets.

Christine Taylor

Shon Mapp

Belinda Munyeza

Morgan Ridgway

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Watching the End from a Window

Friday Morning

Looks Like They Haven't Discovered Time Travel Yet

Spending the MFA Residency at Virginia Baptist

The last of the five good emperors

Content warnings: chronic illness and suicidal ideation.

Dreaming of Lilacs

 after Rita Dove
 
It takes a bundle of apricots to climb
death. Straight from the branch, sliced into
small pieces and stored away for a
lifetime. Dying is a kind of fermentation. A jar
of death waiting in the pantry, sour and
breathless—this . . .

A Golden Shovel for My Grandmother

​at the break of dawn, as sunlight stretches slowly
over the coasts of your body, I begin to run.

(...)

the sculptor

"If you walked down all of the streets of New York,
it would take a little over one hundred days,
 
& you’d arrive again & again at the little finger
of time & ask for one more way
 
to know yourself. "

Sixteen Songs for the Catbird

When everything died,

skeletons

i, medusa

featured poet : issue 34 : poem + commentary

yellow bruise, in F# Major (god bless Carly Rae Jepsen)

(it’s ok i’m dying to credit;
dying to cradle a tongue)

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