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Oh wait, that’s Imogen
I’ve blocked her. Her traffic causes migraines.
She’s a megaplex of selfies
If she shat out scrabble tiles, she’d have better spelling
No, it’s Beyonce, I’ve been waiting
forever to gain access
Is she still alive
Boring! Beyonce’s just thanking God
and her ten thousand handlers
I don’t think she’s alive
The more people you thank, the more you’re worth
I have no one to thank. I’m worthless
I wish I had a paywall to hide behind
I’d kill myself
I keep his carbon data in a locket
Your headvoice is oily. It needs a rinse
His embalmed traffic is inside me
Latest news on Pwanu Trafficking
I hear they get exiled into their bodies
Gross, my lipids are now viral.
Can you zoom in
I see human-trafficking ships over an ocean
of dead links, no, they’re fish
Your Dream Recall is epic
Then I realize I’m in one too but I don’t care
Is this an ad-free zone
since this old man’s massaging me.
Cathy Park Hong's first book, Translating Mo'um, was published in 2002 by Hanging Loose Press. Her second collection, Dance Dance Revolution, was chosen for the Barnard Women Poets Prize and was published in 2007 by W.W. Norton. Her third book of poems, Engine Empire, was published in Spring 2012 by W.W. Norton. Hong is also the recipient of a Fulbright Fellowship, a National Endowment for the Arts Fellowship, and the New York Foundation for the Arts Fellowship. Her poems have been published in A Public Space, Poetry, Paris Review, Conjunctions, McSweeney's, The Baffler, Boston Review, The Nation, and other journals. She is an Associate Professor at Sarah Lawrence College and poetry editor at The New Republic.
We invited poets to contribute new works, entering into a larger dialogue on what it means to have open eyes and ears in the twenty-first century. Poems by Armantrout, Ashbery, Bernstein, Pinsky, and others.
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