In the Tradition of Women Who’ve Blessed Me to Transfer Their Virtues by Asa Drake
“One year / in the middle of my life // I asked how full do I want to be.” — Asa Drake
Love Poem Beginning with a Yellow Cab by José Olivarez
“when you put your hand / on my thigh it was like i knew for the first time / why god gave us thighs. why god gave us hands.” — José Olivarez
‘Cello by Ramón C. Sunico
“the way he favors / his left hand (which touches / its strings) as if it were a wing // that touched God;” — Ramón C. Sunico
#136 [The, hands, on, the, piano, are, armless.] by José García Villa
“No, one, is, at, the, piano. / The, hands, begin, and, end, there.” — José García Villa