
“What I Might Sing,” by Donika Kelly
Poetry by Donika Kelly: “Last Friday, I was thinking of Whitney Houston, / and, because of you, I was thinking too of America.”
The New Yorker
The moon rose over the bay. I had a lot of feelings.
I am taken with the hot animal
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The moon rose over the bay. I had a lot of feeling I am taken with the hot animal of my skin, grateful to swing my limbs and have them move as I intend,
3 Quarks DailyI love you. I miss you.
Please get out of my house.
Donika Kelly
Nothing today hasn’t happened before:
I woke alone, bundled the old dog
into his early winter coat, watered him,
fed him, left him to his cage for the day
closing just now. My eye…
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“Fishing in the Blood,” by Donika Kelly
Poetry by Donika Kelly: “Maybe I gotta tell you / we in Arkansas, that I’m twenty, that it’s my / homeless summer.”
The New Yorker
Desire Path: Sequoia by Donika Kelly | Poetry Magazine
Today I see the faces in everything:
Poetry Magazine
What Is the Measure by Donika Kelly | Poetry Magazine
I catalog what I cannot capture:
Poetry Magazine