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“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 the close quarters of New York City, unless you have great walls, you often become acquainted with your neighbors’ musical tastes, the hours they keep, and even the sex life they may or may not have.
In this edition, read six exceptional poems by the winner and several finalists of BOMB’s 2012 Poetry Contest.