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Green Chile

by Jimmy Santiago Baca

I prefer red chile over my eggs
and potatoes for breakfast.
Red chile ristras decorate my door,
dry on my roof, and hang from eaves.
They lend open-air vegetable stands
historical grandeur, and gently swing
with an air of festive welcome.
I can hear them talking in the wind,
haggard, yellowing, crisp, rasping
tongues of old men, licking the breeze.

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Epistle To Dr. Arbuthnot

by Alexander Pope

Shut, shut the door, good John! fatigu'd, I said,
Tie up the knocker, say I'm sick, I'm dead.
The dog-star rages! nay 'tis past a doubt,
All Bedlam, or Parnassus, is let out:
Fire in each eye, and papers in each hand,
They rave, recite, and madden round the land.

What walls can guard me, or what shades can hide?
They pierce my thickets, through my grot they glide;
By land, by water, they renew the charge;

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The True Born Englishman (Excerpt)

by Daniel Defoe

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Thus from a mixture of all kinds began,
That het'rogeneous thing, an Englishman:
In eager rapes, and furious lust begot,
Betwixt a painted Britain and a Scot.
Whose gend'ring off-spring quickly learn'd to bow,
And yoke their heifers to the Roman plough:
From whence a mongrel half-bred race there came,
With neither name, nor nation, speech nor fame.
In whose hot veins new mixtures quickly ran,

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One Night, I Dreamed of You

by BIT REKO

One night, I had a dream.
I opened my eyes to your beauty—
or maybe I didn’t.
I couldn’t tell.
You were there,
filling the room like breath after prayer.
And suddenly,
I knew what heaven might feel like.

Your lips—

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Privilege Of Being

by Robert Hass

Many are making love. Up above, the angels
in the unshaken ether and crystal of human longing
are braiding one another's hair, which is strawberry blond
and the texture of cold rivers. They glance
down from time to time at the awkward ecstasy—
it must look to them like featherless birds
splashing in the spring puddle of a bed—
and then one woman, she is about to come,
peels back the man's shut eyelids and says,
look at me, and he does. Or is it the man

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Recent Lust Poems

One Night, I Dreamed of You

by BIT REKO

Visual Overdose

by Nathaniel Phillips

Reverse engineering
Looking back and forth
What is my present and what is my past?
What does it all say about where I’m headed?

Reeled in at the eye from young imagination
Impressions of perversion in gradual fashion
Whispers of this lust of vain infatuation
Erosions of innocence predicated upon twisted appetites of passion

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The Addiction Nobody Sees

by Christen Kuikoua

It’s a warning.
If I perish, I perish
But I will not shut up.

Lust is not love.
Porn is not harmless.
Masturbation is not a phase.
I lived it
Not ‘cause I was raised wrong,
But because sin crept in through a simple ad at twelve.

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Smell Of Desire

by Besa Dede

Lust glows slyly in her eyes.
'Your eyes are your soul's mirrors', they say.
I cast a stare inside those clear blue lakes of hers.
What hidden desires sleep deep within you
My little-innocent one?
Inexplicably her flaming gaze pierces through my skin
Boils my blood, quivers my heart.

'I can't sleep anymore!
I think of you! '

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Moon Spawn

by Quinn Smorenburg

This heat, confrontational;
chips carried on shoulder.
Never breathe, think,
speak, drink till closer
bringing itself in you.
Addictions begin to
blossom. Whore house
posse; optics lopping.
Spun room; coughing.
Hid moon. Tossing.

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