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Ten Poems, by Joey De Jesus

Note: These poems are part of Big Other’s Puerto Rican Writers Folio: A Hauntology

Made in América I thought they would be of madera, the kinds with splinters. That this item from its…

Past I swallow the past, steadying myself against the back of a young birch tree. The past is pulped,…

Translated by David Auerbach This hand I’ve been dealt is awfully heavy. In the first place, it’s nearly impossible…

When That Final Trumpet When that final trumpet sounds (and when was the first one?), when it’s time to…

Interview by Jorge Neri Bonilla Translated by David Auerbach The Puerto Rican poet and radical thinker Giannina Braschi won…

Translated by Katie Marya Humans are born one hundred ninety-six thousand four hundred eighteen years ago in East Africa.…

I didn’t think people died of AIDS anymore. No more friends falling ill in large numbers. No more hospital…

Nestor “Bimbo” Osorio had set up a beading room in his apartment, where he made elekes. Pushing eighty, he…

December says it’s time to make some space for so much that is so long gone. the leaves heard…