Alexis Choi is attending Seoul International School in Seoul, South Korea. This is her first time submitting her artwork to a larger audience, and she is looking forward to receiving feedback.
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A MAN WHO’S NOT AT HOMEAs those eyes peer intently at me,
I expect to find somebody home. I call out his name, gently rub the back of his hand, but no word answers the door I have more of him in my apartment than he does in his body – the old photographs, the yellowed newspaper clippings, the awards, the letters. Yet here, he cracks his knuckles, wheezes, snaps his jaw. Sounds echo through his empty rooms. Formation · Oneyou want something with an open parenthetical
painted green outside • subject inhale monosyllable and its weight do not stress this nimbus I put on I would flow the delta of these first days lace creases surnames when they come close they runnel a little B1919+21after the cover of Joy Division’s “Unknown Pleasures” I breathe like a pulsar
I stand still & airless ready to be picked up by the scruff of my neck I spin so regularly my dizzy spells catch up with your blink I taste the carpet hoping that I will reach you in the darkest pockets of the universe when I fall I leave smaller versions of me like a supernova explosion in Lilliput if I look up I see a ball of dust & acne instead of the sun if I look down I see my veinwork spooling into yours eighty wiggly lines a black & white data graph of me staying Nice Buggy HunchSeated ushers
I've been a pith buddy bested other utters Ouzo out the edges A fresh intrusion notifying of fudge Pretty thinking, huh Edward Michael Supranowicz is the grandson of Irish and Russian/Ukrainian immigrants. He grew up on a small farm in Appalachia. He has a grad background in painting and printmaking. Some of his artwork has recently or will soon appear in Fish Food, Streetlight, Another Chicago Magazine, The Door Is A Jar, The Phoenix, and The Harvard Advocate. Edward is also a published poet who has been nominated for the Pushcart Prize multiple times.
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