"He’d introduced himself to us as ‘Mr. Stevens,’ but the man we recognized from the stories told by our older siblings and cousins and parents was ‘Herr,’ and none of us could reconcile the two."

PATRON SAINT OF TEENAGE SOCIALISTS

"And it never asked your permission, thanks..."

THE SOFT ANIMAL OF MY BODY IS HORRIBLE GOOSE

"...She pulls you in for a breathy kiss, and you think,

'this is the miracle that turns saints into transsexuals.'

When she leaves, you'll tell yourself you don't miss her..."

T4T AT THE TOWN THEATRE

"...tonight we are drunk on the living room couch

and you are so much sexier than Jerry Seinfeld."

SIX POEMS BY HANNI SALATA

OPEN LETTER TO THE PEOPLE OF MY HOMETOWN

"You up? I'm thinking about the Romans..."

POETS SUCK AT BOOTY CALLS

"The day after your best friend hangs herself, you will share your grandmother’s bed in the oncology ward to watch the Muppet Movie..."

Hanni Salata

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