Poetry
RATIONING SWEETGRASS
a steadfast soul-birth, tried and true / this is where you sing creation into being
GET FUCKED & DIE! Poetica
Though, no man can disappoint me / as much as the body I was / born into. Kidding, obvi. I’m Chilling!
Intellectual Property as a Result
recently I signed a contract / which stipulates anything / I conceive of as a result / of the job belongs to the job
Laying Down the Groundwork
When I got up before anyone else / I took the heavy clams from the fridge / and put them in a bowl of cool water.
“Path of Totality”: A Poetry Reading by Niina Pollari
Niina Pollari reads the title poem from her new collection published by Soft Skull Press
Ode to Diabetes
When I got better I ate / attention, the praise for being alive. There is no praise now. A needle, / a sharp’s box, yellow asking me to slow down.
Haibun on the High Bun
everything shifts as she twists and spins her hair, lifting it to chignon. / So self-assured, as if the gesture were always hers
