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3 poems by Janice Lee

we are speeding towards

where we step

where one world was

another dies, in its place

we are speeding towards

the kind of feelings

fossilized next to your defenses


feel it


it’s convenient how we can tuck millions of years

into the speed of it all

in order for anything to make sense

everything needs to be in everything

and yet I outrun myself

every time


I spent all my time

within the walls

of time

I spent years of time

diving down

below the smooth stone

I spent all the clocks

watering them like moss

do I sleep here?

is this normal?

I can’t tell anymore

I just can’t tell

what is the reason that you can live so free of care?


the blocking


streams of vertical light


I’ve walked through

the fog before


no evidence

says, a horse

integration matters

coax them into breathing

with you

imagine the table is the earth

supporting you

and when you can hold yourself

the seasons will follow


Janice Lee is a Korean-American writer, editor, publisher, shamanic healer, and author of 7

books. She writes about interspecies communication, plants & personhood, the apocalypse, and inherited trauma. She is Founder & Executive Editor of Entropy, Co-Founder of The Accomplices LLC, and Assistant Professor of Creative Writing at Portland State University.


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