Marina Blitshteyn Bio: Marina immigrated to the United States in 1991, whereupon she learned the joys of the English language and Hip-Hop music. Since age 7, she has been published in English and Hebrew, and has featured in various local venues for slam and spoken word events. This May she will have completed a BA in English from the University at Buffalo, where she was awarded an Honorable Mention in the Academy of American Poets Prize, edits the Literary section of Generation Magazine, and is currently editor of the university's annual undergraduate poetry journal, Name. In June she will be moving to New York City as a corps member with Teach for America. Poems: Princessa I'm a feminine want females want ephemeral faults emerald cuts top dollar off the shoulder females want bolder biceps from the men-folk want knives out, lies out when lie down want drive man, man with drive in arms men with difference she want a charm with circumference of apples I'm a feminine hunger pawed at the leopard print, silk curtains kerchiefs and milk purchases in silver cart park at the exit, pay at the head, stay ahead of the line, eyed sale and napkins exhale actions gracefully, clawed at the peel, tasted flesh, fresh market, paste it and mark it down Downy with dignity Tide of treasure she poisoned heroes for buried pleasure and folded shirts before work cut them golden delicious for all they worth gave man the stomach stymied the juice from smelling swallowing songs in tooth I was feminine born young now you sung dinner, after Herbert Love bade me swallow So I reclined and butter-spread my white-bread thighs and lo before my very eyes the very knife that cut me wide tell and toll slippage tell and the ticker loops a trick of the lopsided lip tip to the wise: don’t ask askew don’t ask askance don’t bother brother chance will and won’t propagate its flyers spill the flight all over my new frilly dress the flies kill like easy diseases buzz and propel displeased, dispel these breezes of a proper hell let me then slip on my frizzy dress digress, divorce, dine well before the men tell me my moments make me my movie a war locked work a worried look a tall tale move tell me love lift the bodies flutter more flags in the distance don’t do askance dance at the first dive divide and conquer, question last go later, they will tell to sell when to listen where to rebel. |
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