Potential Titles: Kaveh Akbar

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if breath is a leash to hold the mind - Kaveh Akbar "Against Dying"

staying alive should be easier than it is - Kaveh Akbar "Against Dying"

most sick things become dead things - Kaveh Akbar "Against Dying"

half minutes of fire in my brainstem - Kaveh Akbar "Against Dying"

in a lover's quarrel with my flesh - Kaveh Akbar "Against Dying"

in this code where every word means obey - Kaveh Akbar "Against Dying"

useless as an oath against dying - Kaveh Akbar "Against Dying"

Another halo to shake loose galloping into the crossfire - Kaveh Akbar "I Wouldn't Even Know What to Do with a Third Chance"

A failure of courage is still a victory of safety - Kaveh Akbar "I Wouldn't Even Know What to Do with a Third Chance"

Bravery pitches its refugee tent at the base of my brain - Kaveh Akbar "I Wouldn't Even Know What to Do with a Third Chance"

God's word is a melody I sang once then forgot - Kaveh Akbar "I Wouldn't Even Know What to Do with a Third Chance"

Could fit in a pigeon's eye - Kaveh Akbar "Love Poem with Bighead"

To be given detectable villains - Kaveh Akbar "Love Poem with Bighead"

Fruit you'll leave for the squirrels - Kaveh Akbar "Love Poem with Bighead"

How the new translation left out my crimes - Kaveh Akbar "Love Poem with Bighead"

My carrion crown finally slackening - Kaveh Akbar "Love Poem with Bighead"

In countries that don't exist on the map - Kaveh Akbar "Love Poem with Bighead"

And snowflakes in my coffee - Kaveh Akbar "Love Poem with Tumor and Petrified Dog"

Lizards rushing into limestone - Kaveh Akbar "Love Poem with Tumor and Petrified Dog"

Memorized sonnets while leaping around green anoles - Kaveh Akbar "Love Poem with Tumor and Petrified Dog"

Pomegranates growing from Pompeiian ash - Kaveh Akbar "Love Poem with Tumor and Petrified Dog"

Another of God's secrets wasted on me - Kaveh Akbar "Love Poem with Tumor and Petrified Dog"

Staring out at this lifeless American snow - Kaveh Akbar "My Father's Accent"

Black grass dying up out of this snow - Kaveh Akbar "My Father's Accent"

A human is just one long desperation - Kaveh Akbar "My Father's Accent"

It must be rage because it makes no sound - Kaveh Akbar "My Father's Accent"

My vast terror at what I can't hear - Kaveh Akbar "My Father's Accent"

Orchids are sprouting from the floorboards - Kaveh Akbar "Orchids Are Sprouting from the Floorboards"

Orchids are gushing out from the faucets - Kaveh Akbar "Orchids Are Sprouting from the Floorboards"

The tire swing is twirling with orchids - Kaveh Akbar "Orchids Are Sprouting from the Floorboards"

A bouquet of orchids lifts from its tailpipe - Kaveh Akbar "Orchids Are Sprouting from the Floorboards"

Herds of triceratops lunge up on their hind legs - Kaveh Akbar "The Perfect Poem"

To somersault around the plains - Kaveh Akbar "The Perfect Poem"

Using straight pins to eat hollyhocks - Kaveh Akbar "The Perfect Poem"

All we say is divided between combat and seduction - Kaveh Akbar "The Perfect Poem"

Here the perfect poem eats its siblings - Kaveh Akbar "The Perfect Poem"

Saunters into the world daring us to stay - Kaveh Akbar "The Perfect Poem"

We know most of our universe is missing - Kaveh Akbar "The Perfect Poem"

Its birthday had come with a black veil - Kaveh Akbar "The Perfect Poem"

Comet ash and the ten thousand buds of the tongue - Kaveh Akbar "The Perfect Poem"

Can remember faces and hold grudges - Kaveh Akbar "The Perfect Poem"

Not a state of mind or a kind of doubt - Kaveh Akbar "The Perfect Poem"

God makes us in pairs - Kaveh Akbar "Ultrasound"

Pinning moments to time - Kaveh Akbar "Ultrasound"

Fill it with straw and set it on fire - Kaveh Akbar "Ways to Harm a Thing"

Set it off for the colonies with only some books - Kaveh Akbar "Ways to Harm a Thing"

Too modern to be caught grieving - Kaveh Akbar "Ways to Harm a Thing"

Make it learn to live in the dark - Kaveh Akbar "Ways to Harm a Thing"

The seeds we found in an antique textbook - Kaveh Akbar "Ways to Harm a Thing"

When I was water you poured me out - Kaveh Akbar "Ways to Harm a Thing"

Each epiphany dull and familiar - Kaveh Akbar "What Seems Like Joy"

Lighting the wrong end of a cigarette - Kaveh Akbar "What Seems Like Joy"

A feather on an arrow shot through a neck - Kaveh Akbar "What Seems Like Joy"

Acres of germless chrome - Kaveh Akbar "What Seems Like Joy"

To be so cavalier with their bliss - Kaveh Akbar "What Seems Like Joy"

Sewing them back together to dry in the sun - Kaveh Akbar "What Seems Like Joy"


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