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    Leaving

    My poem Leaving was published on writer, historian, and SUNY Binghamton professor Anne Bailey’s blog! Photo by Marco Chilese on Unsplash

    December 23, 2019December 23, 2019 by Sasha Smith

    Aletheia excerpts

    Columbia Journal has published parts of my Aletheia collection! You can hear me read some of this project on my Youtube channel. OR you can following my… Read more “Aletheia excerpts”

    December 20, 2019December 23, 2019 by Sasha Smith

    Library Girl

    pin her against the biographies of Poe against the critiques and collections of gothic short stories. hold her wrists by the sonnets, smooth her spine with flirtations… Read more “Library Girl”

    July 8, 2017July 20, 2017 by Sasha Smith

    [audio] Leaving

    December 30, 2016March 31, 2017 by Sasha Smith

    rememory

    (Inspired by Beloved & Sula by Toni Morrison) being alive is the hard part the rememory: trauma. “… even if I die, the picture of what I… Read more “rememory”

    December 30, 2016March 30, 2017 by Sasha Smith

    Mirror

    (Inspired by Beloved & Sula by Toni Morrison) Me. washed & burned, pulverized. Me eroded, crushed Me. fine speck Me, dust powder Me. caked up, slathered Me.… Read more “Mirror”

    December 28, 2016March 30, 2017 by Sasha Smith

    i hear america singing.

    i hear america singing. i heard them howl with sun nipped skin, caught the chorus at the tree, where her kids called me a nigger and hung… Read more “i hear america singing.”

    November 28, 2016March 31, 2017 by Sasha Smith

    cat whisker love

    i love the way love lingers on the edges of white cat whiskers as if to say, catch me. catch all of me. no you can’t. fuck… Read more “cat whisker love”

    November 28, 2016March 30, 2017 by Sasha Smith

    Summer Aubade

    crushed gnats, butterflies, cicadas shells, a juiceless dragonfly a hoard of buzzes, a hoard of horse flies, clinching limbs snapping door screens “So this is the morning… Read more “Summer Aubade”

    July 27, 2016April 7, 2017 by Sasha Smith

    Average of Revolutions

    The Average of Revolutions is an era of fallacy an error – no less, of philanthropic tapestry. And though the curtains – drawn, tied by titans, who… Read more “Average of Revolutions”

    July 21, 2016April 7, 2017 by Sasha Smith

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