Featured Poet: DC Porder

On a Rock in Central Park at Dawn

You stuffed a pipe with salvia
and I smoked and you
multiplied into a galaxy
of twinkling frowns.
We floated through the trees.

Now Shave

Now she wants me smooth for her
luminous lips. Now I slice my face
alone. Now she holds me tight
in her eyes. Now she wants
my heart to grow back.

Bio: D.C. Porder studies poetry at the New School. His writing appears in Word Riot, Zygote in My Coffee, Thieves Jargon, Monkeybicyle, decomP, Otoliths and elsewhere. He posts fragments and works-in-progress at www.dcporder.blogspot.com.

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