Poems and Texts

Excerpt of I Have Never Been Able to Sing by Alexis Almeida

Note to the Reader: Alexis Almeida, John Keene, and David Larsen
Friday, May 24, 2019

I have never dreamed, I never dream. I can’t reach across a lake. I can’t hide behind a flower. I have been followed, cat-called, pushed. I have been mistaken for my friend, and my mother when she was young. I have a strange feeling, I wonder if you’re near. I don’t believe that if something comes later, it must be better. I rarely fantasize about warmer places. Numbers bring me comfort. I am not an object, substance, idea, or thought. Do people walk to escape walking. Does intimacy follow the illusion of intimacy. I have grown more cautious. I am not striving for subtlety. I don’t believe doors are objects. I don’t rely on mirror images. I will never look past all these fields in my mind.

Alexis Almeida

Alexis Almeida grew up in Chicago. She is the author of I Have Never Been Able to Sing (Ugly Ducking Presse, 2018), and most recently the translator Dalia Rosetti’s Dreams and Nightmares (Les Figues, 2019) and Marina Yuszczuk’s Single Mother (Spork, 2019). Her poems, essays, and translations have appeared or are forthcoming in BOMB, The Brooklyn Rail, Folder, The Poetry Project Newsletter, Tripwire and elsewhere. She currently teaches at the Bard Microcollege at the Brooklyn Public Library and runs 18 Owls Press.

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