Poetry
Catapult Alumni
| Poetry
Shuffled Still Life
This poem was written by Katy Gero in a 12-Month Poetry Collection Generator taught by Angel Nafis
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| Poetry
When your friend tells you: “these kids
at night, when i’m outside and / the wind shakes the chimes,
it sounds like the bell
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Ashes at Kande Beach, Malawi
Everything is an elegy these days, all chipped rings, / clipped wings.
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| Poetry
[Political] Dialogue
There were two worlds then, the one we lived in and the one she invented, where my aunt remarried and nobody ever went to America
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A Man Called After Dark
the smoke of belt burn / and nectarines and me / — I will learn to love him
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On Some Saturday, After All of This
there is little room for sourness, / little room for anything other than a vibrating joy
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