The Miracle, Kaveh Akbar

"The key, filed smooth to fit every lock, opens none."

—Kaveh Akbar, "Ghazal for the Men I Once Was"

"I needed / fewer moving parts / an hourglass / has thousands / a sundial has only / the earth"

--Kaveh Akbar, "Against Memory"

“Imagine the emptiness in you, the vast cavities you have spent your life trying to fill—with fathers, mothers, lovers, language, drugs, money, art, praise—and imagine them gone. What's left? Whatever you aren't, which is what makes you...”

The Miracle by Kaveh Akbar

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Sometimes he bites his bottom lip to suppress what must be rage. It must be rage because it makes no sound. My vast terror at what I can't hear, at my ignorance, is untranslatable.

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Kaveh Akbar, Pilgrim Bell.

You too gone to save. Too bloodless to martyr. Too diamond to charcoal.

Kaveh Akbar, Pilgrim Bell.

A poem by Kaveh Akbar

Pilgrim Bell

My savior has powers and he needs. To be convinced to use them. Up until now he has been. A no-call no-show. Curious menace. Like a hornet’s nest buzzing. On a plane’s wing. Savior. Younger than. I pretend to be. Almost everyone is. Younger than I pretend to be. I am a threat. Even in my joy. Like a cat who. Playing kills. A mouse and tongues. It back to life. The cat lives. Somewhere between wonder. And shame. I live in a great mosque. Built on top of a flagpole. Whatever happens happens. Loudly. All day I hammer the distance. Between earth and me. Into faith. Blue light pulls in through. The long crack in my wall. Braids. Into a net. The difference between. A real voice and the other kind. The way its air vibrates. Through you. The way air. Vibrates. The violence. In your middle ear.

Kaveh Akbar

Sun Wukong, the Monkey King: just the goodies(tm)

for the folks who want the creator's commentary, click here! otherwise, just enjoy monkee <3

Mae Whitman animated characters: a summary

"There are no good kings.

Only beautiful palaces."

—Kaveh Akbar, "The Palace"

Tinker Bell has changed ever since she lost her friends to the ring of belief

“...a house useful not because its floorboards or ceilings or walls, but because the empty space between them.”

The Miracle by Kaveh Akbar

Daily ponies #81 - #90

“Heaven / is all preposition - above, among, around, within - and if you must, / you can live any place that’s a place.”

Kaveh Akbar, Pilgrim Bell.

Imagine the emptiness in you, the vast cavities you have spent your life trying to fill—with fathers, mothers, lovers, language, drugs, money, art, praise—and imagine them gone. What’s left? Whatever you aren’t, which is what makes you

Kaveh Akbar, Pilgrim Bell.