Poems by Ai
Conversation
... Words, you say, young girls in a circle, holding hands, ...
Cuba, 1962
... Whoever tastes my woman in his candy, his cake, ...
Twenty-year Marriage
... That still excites you, but this pickup has no windows ...
Killing Floor
... , but I hear the hosts of a man drowning in water and holiness, ...
Passing Through
... “He wrestled me to the ground and did his nastiness ...
Disregard
... I’ll get back to the house, the dirt yard, the cesspool, ...
Woman to Man
... I’ll give you a taste of black ...
Salomé
... and I felt myself hardening to a brandy-colored wood, ...
Two Brothers
... .....Give 'em Saint Jack ...
