somethingdarker

Who holds your tongue captive - Dana Levin "According to the Gospel of Yes"

Whose breath whets the edge of the guillotine - Dana Levin "According to the Gospel of Yes"

A basket of twig and hair - Dana Levin "Dream Nest"

The perfect and then the broken - Dana Levin "Dream Nest"

Born and lit and broken - Dana Levin "Dream Nest"

The moon ghosting a hole through a rainbow - Dana Levin "Ghosts That Need Reminding"

The rainbow's rage to efface the moon - Dana Levin "Ghosts That Need Reminding"

Withdraw from this orbit of mirrors - Dana Levin "Ghosts That Need Reminding"

His elaborate head-piece of smoke - Dana Levin "The Gods Are in the Valley"

In the sarcophagi of parentheses - Dana Levin "The Gods Are in the Valley"

Two angels gather at the empty chest - Dana Levin "In the Surgical Theatre"

Peeled back as petals - Dana Levin "In the Surgical Theatre"

The frigid cauldron that is life - Dana Levin "In the Surgical Theatre"

The voiceless thousands at the edge of the curtain - Dana Levin "In the Surgical Theatre"

Go on with this mortal vision - Dana Levin "In the Surgical Theatre"

The new heart like a lamp - Dana Levin "In the Surgical Theatre"

And pry your breath out - Dana Levin "Instructions for Stopping"

Decide if it's a kiss or a bullet - Dana Levin "Instructions for Stopping"

The ceiling of private dream - Dana Levin "Letter to GC"

A bullet-stream of oyster shells - Dana Levin "The Living Teaching"

She had a parched heart - Dana Levin "Meanwhile"

Poised for hours in her spun palace - Dana Levin "Meanwhile"

Hand-fast to her twilight appearance - Dana Levin "Meanwhile"

Thimbles of blood and bite - Dana Levin "Meanwhile"

Behead each hollyhock crown - Dana Levin "The Point of the Needle"

With your round guillotine of a mouth - Dana Levin "The Point of the Needle"

Spin inside your paper house - Dana Levin "The Point of the Needle"

Long arcs between sets of plunge - Dana Levin "The Point of the Needle"

Releasing thought balloons - Dana Levin "A Skull"

Ready with a pin - Dana Levin "A Skull"

On the banks of your mental styx - Dana Levin "Styx"

For the double audience of smoke - Dana Levin "Styx"

Thirty seconds of yellow lichen - Dana Levin "Watching the Sea Go"

Thirty seconds of coil and surge - Dana Levin "Watching the Sea Go"

Kelp with its open attitudes - Dana Levin "Watching the Sea Go"

Terror and the hope ribboning through - Dana Levin "You Will Never Get Death/Out of Your System"

The oracular feint of a joke - Dana Levin "You Will Never Get Death/Out of Your System"

Trick candles on the victory cake - Dana Levin "You Will Never Get Death/Out of Your System"

Stone children in bibs and hats - Dana Levin "Zozo-ji"

Winds trying to hold each other - Dana Levin "Zozo-ji"

The You who keeps disembarking - Dana Levin "Zozo-ji"


Navigation Links:
Go to L author index.
Go to author indices.
Go to word indices.
Go to category indices.

The world undresses its wounds - W.J. Lofton "The Lord is American"

Our fingers twist crumbs from air - W.J. Lofton "The Lord is American"

Hungry children abandoned by our country - W.J. Lofton "The Lord is American"

How could we ever be patriots? - W.J. Lofton "The Lord is American"

Every single word my mother could not whisper - W.J. Lofton "The Lord is American"

His children once beggars rise into guerrillas - W.J. Lofton "The Lord is American"


Poet's page at poets.org.


Navigation Links:
Go to L author index.
Go to author indices.
Go to word indices.
Go to category indices.

Acknowledges the tilted balance - Yoon Ha Lee "Equinox"

Outweigh the day's clean lines and angles - Yoon Ha Lee "Equinox"

The figments feasting on our dreams - Yoon Ha Lee "Equinox"

When the sun's arc hangs suspended - Yoon Ha Lee "Equinox"

Dividing the hours into two mismatched halves - Yoon Ha Lee "Equinox"

nectar of oceans caught in your throat - Yoon Ha Lee "Sea-Sweet"

wrapped your wrists in chains of fervent foam - Yoon Ha Lee "Sea-Sweet"

With words collapse, distorted - Yoon Ha Lee "Stella Rosetta"

Information clusters at the singularity edge of true - Yoon Ha Lee "Stella Rosetta"

No poem survives its own translation - Yoon Ha Lee "Stella Rosetta"

sought in the forest's frozen jaws - Yoon Ha Lee "Thrice"

Far from the deep yearning of gravity wells - Yoon Ha Lee "When Soft the Water Fell"

Water moves in trajectories guided by breath - Yoon Ha Lee "When Soft the Water Fell"

By inertia without boundaries - Yoon Ha Lee "When Soft the Water Fell"

That drinks forevermore without attaining equilibrium - Yoon Ha Lee "When Soft the Water Fell"

Measured in minute particles of moisture - Yoon Ha Lee "When Soft the Water Fell"


Poet's Wikipedia page.


Navigation Links:
Go to L author index.
Go to author indices.
Go to word indices.
Go to category indices.

Stars burned out near the beginning of time - Jason Lee "The Wash of Moments"

How far it carries reflection - Jason Lee "The Wash of Moments"

Quiet winter grinding like teeth set in sleep - Jason Lee "The Wash of Moments"

The galaxy of night which leaves nothing - Jason Lee "The Wash of Moments"

Hot young engines confused for devotion - Jason Lee "The Wash of Moments"

Universes you subtract with precision - Jason Lee "The Wash of Moments"

The act fingermarked upon the weave - Jason Lee "The Wash of Moments"

Remembering the moment of recall - Jason Lee "The Wash of Moments"

The void where fuel grasps at rocks - Jason Lee "The Wash of Moments"

Towards their own democratic end - Jason Lee "The Wash of Moments"

Smaller than the egg of your first life - Jason Lee "The Wash of Moments"


Navigation Links:
Go to L author index.
Go to author indices.
Go to word indices.
Go to category indices.

Fed the haze of a hundred fires - Agnes Lee "A Roman Doll (In a Museum)"

I bring you flaming bergamot - Agnes Lee "The Silent House"

With weedy havoc tossed by searching winds - Agnes Lee "The Silent House"

That presage a wilder storm - Agnes Lee "The Silent House"

A flock of leaves came sobbing - Agnes Lee "The Silent House"

My festival upleaping from an ember - Agnes Lee "The Silent House"


Poet's Wikipedia page.


Navigation Links:
Go to L author index.
Go to author indices.
Go to word indices.
Go to category indices.

A young probationer of light - Charles Lamb "Lines Written in My Own Album"

And Time with heaviest hand - Charles Lamb "Lines Written in My Own Album"

Like speckled snake that strays and shines - Charles Lamb "Lines Written in My Own Album"

Betrays his path by crooked lines - Charles Lamb "Lines Written in My Own Album"

The cat's in the cupboard - Charles Lamb "Nonsense Verses"

The economy of Heaven is dark - Charles Lamb "On an Infant Dying as Soon as Born"


Poet's Wikipedia page.


Navigation Links:
Go to L author index.
Go to author indices.
Go to word indices.
Go to category indices.

Burnt stars oceanic gardens - Philip Lamantia "Celestial Estrangement"

The clouds are soaked into my eyes - Philip Lamantia "Celestial Estrangement"

Floats in the teacup of your dreams - Philip Lamantia "Celestial Estrangement"

Two pages to a grape fable - Philip Lamantia "The Islands of Africa"

The swan of samite blood - Philip Lamantia "The Islands of Africa"

Sand from the thistle covered fog - Philip Lamantia "The Islands of Africa"

The houses of withering wax - Philip Lamantia "The Islands of Africa"

Wax bells of siren-teeth - Philip Lamantia "The Islands of Africa"

The approach of the incendiary children - Philip Lamantia "The Islands of Africa"

Splintering by measured denials - Philip Lamantia "Untitled [To see this evil from its core]"

Tunneling trains of art - Philip Lamantia "Untitled [To see this evil from its core]"

Deflecting horizonless depthless light - Philip Lamantia "Untitled [To see this evil from its core]"


Poet's page at poets.org.


Navigation Links:
Go to L author index.
Go to author indices.
Go to word indices.
Go to category indices.

Of red birds and constellations tucked behind clouds - P. H. Low "Ode"

Baby axolotls and crickets' songs surviving - P. H. Low "Ode"

Toss your head and sing of tomorrows - P. H. Low "Ode"

Tomorrows brighter than candle-blown - P. H. Low "Ode"

Raze the world once and raise it twice - P. H. Low "Ode"

Your vocabulary not rooted in fair exchange - P. H. Low "Ode"

In a cost only I would pay - P. H. Low "Ode"

Your fingers warm after a life in the cold - P. H. Low "Ode"


Poet's bio at Strange Horizons website.


Navigation Links:
Go to L author index.
Go to author indices.
Go to word indices.
Go to category indices.

Lifelines sewed back up with the wrong stitches - Angela Liu "Dark Patterns"

Muddled portals in cyberspace - Angela Liu "Dark Patterns"

Prisms strobe inside your eyes - Angela Liu "Dark Patterns"

Swim the violent current down Broadway - Angela Liu "Dow Jones Dream"

When the helicopters shred the sky - Angela Liu "Dow Jones Dream"

Those jazz songs that warn of the waves - Angela Liu "Dow Jones Dream"

Sinatra always plays on payday - Angela Liu "Dow Jones Dream"

Never ready for the skyscrapers - Angela Liu "Dow Jones Dream"

Their windows crashing against rocks - Angela Liu "Dow Jones Dream"

The one-eyed vulture in the glass - Angela Liu "The Final Trick"

Old pockets that smell of pennies - Angela Liu "The Final Trick"

Wet eyes hungry for decades-old debts - Angela Liu "The Final Trick"

Splintery shovels and midnight gunshots - Angela Liu "The Final Trick"

Eyes the green of kerosene burns - Angela Liu "The Final Trick"

My grief in a crushed delivery box - Angela Liu "An Interrogation About a Monster During Sleep Paralysis"

Taught the cicadas how to die - Angela Liu "An Interrogation About a Monster During Sleep Paralysis"

His ribcage filled with tiny boats - Angela Liu "An Interrogation About a Monster During Sleep Paralysis"

A dropdown menu of dreams - Angela Liu "An Interrogation About a Monster During Sleep Paralysis"

Inside of a pillar of aerosol blue - Angela Liu "An Interrogation About a Monster During Sleep Paralysis"

His chest a cavern of hollow sound - Angela Liu "An Interrogation About a Monster During Sleep Paralysis"

The feast begins before the guests arrive - Angela Liu "The Machine Family"

The table ripe with fruits and metal parts - Angela Liu "The Machine Family"

We recite the songs our makers wrote - Angela Liu "The Machine Family"

A mother that exists only in user manuals - Angela Liu "The Machine Family"

To show the guests the memory of the sea - Angela Liu "The Machine Family"

A pinprick of light just out of reach - Angela Liu "The Subway Is Another Place to Die"

The scintillating eyes of a million strangers - Angela Liu "The Subway Is Another Place to Die"

A million strangers waiting for you to fall - Angela Liu "The Subway Is Another Place to Die"

Turn you to ash for a glimpse of god - Angela Liu "The Subway Is Another Place to Die"

In an ancient melee of night flowers - Angela Liu "The witches are without work"

All this skin that will never bear fruit - Angela Liu "The witches are without work"

Shredded dreams tattooed into your heart - Angela Liu "The witches are without work"

Let the witches swallow it all - Angela Liu "The witches are without work"

When the witches ask what you want - Angela Liu "The Witches Are Without Work"

This lurid cage of lust and grief - Angela Liu "The Witches Are Without Work"

Erupting out of the shadows into the burning streets - Angela Liu "The Witches Are Without Work"


Poet's bio at strangehorizons.com.


Navigation Links:
Go to L author index.
Go to author indices.
Go to word indices.
Go to category indices.

And unhouses the land - Nabila Lovelace "By Inch-Meal a Disease"

Who gave me a borrowed tongue - Nabila Lovelace "By Inch-Meal a Disease"

Body thinning in a baptism - Nabila Lovelace "By Inch-Meal a Disease"

Better to ask what man is not - Nabila Lovelace "The S in 'I Loves You, Porgy'"

Forged a path between past & Jupiter - Nabila Lovelace "Sojourned"

Now time can't touch me - Nabila Lovelace "Sojourned"


Poet's page at poets.org.


Navigation Links:
Go to L author index.
Go to author indices.
Go to word indices.
Go to category indices.