“What do you do when you’re born—without your consent—and you find out later that your life was at the cost of someone else’s? That’s how high the stakes can be.”
The tint hid you. Something about being in hell, and having no duties because of it.
Daniel Poppick was the winner of Bomb’s 2012 Poetry Contest, judged by Ben Lerner.
In this edition, read six exceptional poems by the winner and several finalists of BOMB’s 2012 Poetry Contest.