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‘She is luscious / and plump like marshmallow; part edible baby, / part nosy neighbour.’

Two Poems

‘Why wasn’t I better made / to refute assimilation’s maze’

‘cut a piece from a lip and put in a secret place’ – New poetry translated from the Icelandic by Vala Thorodds.

‘Imagine all the prodigal / People, hoping only to / Escape every human mistake.’

‘days I talked with Zeus / I ate only ice / felt the blood trouble and burn / under my skin’