Young Poets

The Power of Clothes

Rattle / August 29, 2014

I change from shorts to pantsuit, sweat left inside the car, On top of the gym bag; careful steps in […]

Rattle / August 28, 2014

I’m in the woods I’m blending in If I were in the woods I’d totally blend in If something was

Rattle / August 22, 2014

God is a rope. Long and thick, it pulls us out of the water. The roughness burns our skin. We

Rattle / August 15, 2014

Lick. Lick. My cat’s tongue is like sandpaper. It’s a nice sensation. It feels like a warm kiss. If my

Rattle / August 14, 2014

A bundle of sticks warm in the cold. Nest. —Liya Water gurgling, water splashing rushing towards me and flowing away

Rattle / August 8, 2014

Across the meadows Over the deserts Through the oceans Onto the clouds Under the trees Beyond the valleys Over the