Ro Daniels Number 5 {cbdocembed url=”http://test.ninthletter.com/images/FeaturedContent/pdfs/ro_daniels2.pdf” /} View on a mobile device Source Text: “Otkritiye Moskoviye Inostrantsami,” in Moskoviya Vo Predstavleniye Inostrantsev XVI-XVII v, by Georgy Kreskentevich Lukomsky (Berlin: ACADEMIA, 1922) Ro Daniels is a poet and translator of Russian and Czech. They are a student of Creative Writing at Cambridge University, working […]
Category: Winter 2021 – Poetry
Sean Cho A. – Dogma
Sean Cho A. Dogma My flank could be cut with a Santoku knife. You would marvel in my stomach meat when it’s drenched in soy. And she wishes there wasn’t a cigarette box on our nightstand. I’m narcissistic in the sense that I’ve replaced birth names with satin sheets. The solution is […]
Alison Stine – Planned Community, Southern Ohio
Alison Stine Planned Community, Southern Ohio The woman you sometimes picture me with posted photos: slaughtering a hog. She’s a wolf, I’ve been told. Often I picture myself in a bathtub of worms. How to tell about small kindness: I am not the sort of person to make an altar of […]
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Despy Boutris – Girlhood
Despy Boutris Girlhood As if we never touched— that’s how we look at each other now. As if we never met up that night making contact with hogs’ heads in the barn down the hill. Nothing to see but the swarms of flies and your irises refracting starlight. No feeling but […]
Natasha King – a gate will not remain closed
Natasha King a gate will not remain closed a gate cannot, will not remain closed. what cannot be denied will crack the shell and sip the yolk. you are more than calcified cage bars. your body is not what left the womb. you envenomate your body. drink it like milk and honey. […]
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E. B. Schnepp – it’s christmas in anne boleyn’s throat
E. B. Schnepp it’s christmas in anne boleyn’s throat I. and its halls are decked with mistletoe, though she has no lips left to kiss her lover. he has already gifted her final garnets and left—she would take him back again, if he asked. it’s christmas in anne boleyn’s throat and her daughter comes […]
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Rooja Mohassessy – First Kiss
Rooja Mohassessy First Kiss I wish someone had explained how wide to open for that French kiss, how to keep my front teeth out of his way, angle my nose, breathe and let the tip of his tongue probe like a feeler. I tried dodging to make room, rolled mine into a morsel, […]
