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Enter Me Whole or Not at All by Antonia Alexandra Klimenko

Why is your mouth  an open wound  that never weeps?  Surely you own a sound   that can open at least   one door to Heaven  that can enter me whole   or not at all   Even the city cries at night  I have heard it sobbing   under the straining metal  of its mighty erections  I have heard it moan   under the topple of stars  that melt in the sky   Dying streetlamps   stare back  at the press of your body  as you pour yourself    into … Continue reading Enter Me Whole or Not at All by Antonia Alexandra Klimenko

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An Interview With a Poet’s Poet: Antonia Alexandra Klimenko by Malik Crumpler

*Antonia Alexandra Klimenko’s poetry collection, On the Way to Invisible, is now available at your preferred book retailer.* There’s no denying that Antonia Alexandra Klimenko is a poet’s poet. By that I mean that she is more than a vessel—Klimenko is a mirror, one of the few who is one with Poetry. And, if you are ever fortunate enough to hang out with her, and … Continue reading An Interview With a Poet’s Poet: Antonia Alexandra Klimenko by Malik Crumpler

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Hitting It Off by Antonia Alexandra Klimenko

Hey GirlI’d like to take a hit    off of you!He said in that smoky voice thatcould curl your blood(my drug of choice) Charlie was a looker   a cookera poker-faced junkiethe monkey on my backA hitman   a conman   a hackwho played me in spades!He’d say “Hit me Baby!                  Hit me!”when he wanted to get laid No drag   toke   swig   or line   … Continue reading Hitting It Off by Antonia Alexandra Klimenko

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How to Sulk Effectively When You Can’t Get Your Way by Antonia Alexandra Klimenko

1 Feel sorry for yourselfPut on a sad faceDress in fatiguesBe hard to pleaseTell them you’re fine   sniff sniff   never better  Talk about the weather  Be ambiguous unclear and indirectSHOW them you’re upsetTell them nothingthey might otherwise on their own suspect 2 Know your target   (It’s always the one who cares)Even the score wage a cold war    Gently reject and refuse them   confuse them Make them regret how you were … Continue reading How to Sulk Effectively When You Can’t Get Your Way by Antonia Alexandra Klimenko

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Poetry

The Travel Channel by Antonia Alexandra Klimenko

It took me forever to learn how to love—to love wide open with the throat singing ariaswith the arms waving like bannerswith the heart bleeding fleshwith the entrails leakingwith that profound wound of womanhoodthat waits for you like a bruised ripening hungerthat trembles for you like an unhinged moonthat weeps for you as you enter me without a sound How to love openly is an … Continue reading The Travel Channel by Antonia Alexandra Klimenko

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Full Of It! by Antonia Alexandra Klimenko

Why do you do it   Mister Moon?  Why do you shine us on so? Why lie and deceive hide and deflect?  One moment you’re here the next…  I suspect  it’s to confuse us    to use us as a mirror for your unconscious  So indirect   your reflections   deceptions your subtle inflections  Our dream half-lit   just a slice of it— the stuffing dreams are made of   You’re cold   you’re cool Your push   is your pull   How we howl   how … Continue reading Full Of It! by Antonia Alexandra Klimenko

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Taxidermy by Antonia Alexandra Klimenko

When I die I want to be stuffed stuffed and mounted on the wall like some poor old deer who got caught in the headlights  Not just the antlers mind you but the whole fucking catastrophe― glass eyes    mop of hair scars stretching beyond Wyoming Gutted by the skin of my teeth  like dead animals and birds I want to be filled with that special fake something―that makes me look like I’m alive―the stuff that dreams are … Continue reading Taxidermy by Antonia Alexandra Klimenko

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When You Are On the Menu by Antonia Alexandra Klimenko

It begins with an itch  then another   and another– those screaming red eruptions  on arms   legs    and unmentionables (Isn’t life a bitch!) the tell-tale sign of corruption– bloodstains on your pillow the viscous film of wet dream on your shrinking fitted sheets   Who are they?  these creeps these mites   small flat parasites   big appetites that live in dark places   alleyways   hidden spaces who feed off you   in excess before they retire to the comfort of your bed where they enjoy easy access   Yum while you lay … Continue reading When You Are On the Menu by Antonia Alexandra Klimenko

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What’s Left? by Antonia Alexandra Klimenko

They hand you a handout…a look     a number…a label a social identity that passes for you They call you they and them—   Black people   poor people gay people   other people  They add on ‘’people’’ to distinguish you  from White Western male majority  They can’ t help being like that     They were born that way  Do unto others before they do unto you Go ahead make duplicates  only I’ll keep the original  I anonymously yours am at a loss  Coiled in my shell—a cheap hotel  or is it … Continue reading What’s Left? by Antonia Alexandra Klimenko

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Poetry

The Illusionist by Antonia Alexandra Klimenko

I present to you   an ordinary mirror–   a poem in which I will attempt to recreate a memory   before your very eyes–a dangerous disguiseI must warn you nowdon’t try this at home I am   after all   only a reflection of youThe black dye leaking from my brain is not real  merely the faint imaging of a cheap out-of-date copy machinewet with promiseThe blood leaking from … Continue reading The Illusionist by Antonia Alexandra Klimenko

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