An Unambitious Poem That Ends With Something Happening by Christopher Sanderson

“God is Love,”

I write to my friends

Who are getting married,

“Thank you

For making more God,”

Which I think is a pretty

Short sermon.


She said, “it’s OK,”

And meant,

“Go with love,

Though I do not want you to.”


El fantasma de mi madre

Está cocinando.


El olor de la hoja de laurel,

El dolor de un pequeño corte,

El color de la cúrcuma.


Y la niebla suave y cálida

De sopa en la cocina.


Estoy cocinando pollo

Para mi pequeño hijo.


“Love can mean

Leaving someone


I know,”

I said.


So here I am,






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