Ariana reines poetry

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A Sand Book is a poetry collection in twelve parts, a travel guide that migrates from wildfires to hurricanes, tweety bird to the president, lust to aridity, desertification to prophecy, and mother to daughter. It explores the negative space of what is happening to language and to consciousness in our strange and desperate times. From Hurricane […]

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for Terry Tempest Williams I didn’t love That I had this Tendency Toward melody Or the appetite for drama Always obvious In my thinking & in everything I did. I wasn’t TV Though I watched myself Sometimes passively As though brained or Bludgeoned out of the fullness Of my own reality. I felt I had to respect what seduced me Even if stupidly—even when it made Me stupid—or meant I was— Making of my mind a begging bowl Laying myself waste for the devil Making an innocent victim of the child…