Slow Burn by Evan Wang (cover art)

Chapbook Poem: Slow Burn by Evan Wang

Slow Burn

The living will, every once in a while, resurrect the dead.
—A. J. Bermudez

What is a graveyard
                                      but a garden of corpses?

                                      What is a garden
but a graveyard          of flowers?

That which you call          love, I wiped off
               my body after quick sex.

We met last night.

I sent you my location          and my body—a corpse flower.
You traveled far to seed me.
                                                     Maybe to see me.

I bit down on firm ghosts
                                                         while you plowed me with love.
                                                     I flower
                                                     the garden you made of this bed.

I headstone the mattress, tired     in the morning

                                                                              light.
                                                     This light, it is dead.

               Sometimes, the dead love better
than the living do.

I am telling you
what you already know.

               Slow burns like me fire
                                                         or wink into nothing.

(This poem was first published by Poet Lore. It is reprinted here with the author’s permission.)

About the Poem


Author Bio

Evan Wang (王潇) is the 9th National Youth Poet Laureate of the United States, the first male and Chinese individual to hold this title, and author of Slow Burn (Northwestern University Press, 2026), the youngest winner of the Drinking Gourd Chapbook Poetry Prize. His work appears in POETRY MagazineThe Kenyon ReviewWaxwingThe Harvard Advocate, and elsewhere. Deemed a “prodigy” by Teen Vogue, he has been featured at and recognized by the Biden White House, the United Nations, Teen Vogue, the Smithsonian Institution, and Google DeepMind. Evan is a first-year student at Harvard College. 


From Slow Burn

Slow Burn by Evan Wang (cover art)

Persistent yet flickering, Slow Burn unveils a passionate world where love is both impossible and inevitable. Divided into three sections, Evan Wang’s debut chapbook traces the confrontation of the self through a cyclical journey of discovery and contradiction, ultimately leading to the choice of allowance: that which is made by the reader. These poems slowly burn first through our own inner silence, then through the thick dark of night, and finally to abstract closure—or lack thereof. They urge and hold us back, begging us to understand how, amid cultural, societal, and political suppression of the self, we kiss the muscled mouths of the world by carrying our bodies through it. Slow Burn is a romantic’s answer to the search for love, and the strangely comforting realization that the effects of the world mark us all.
Available from: Northwestern University Press

Front Page header (Issue 12 - Spring 2026)

Contents

Chapbook Poem: Slow Burn by Evan Wang

“The concept of personifying a slow burn deeply resonated with who I thought myself to be—a slow burn, love flickering around me.” Read the featured Chapbook Poem of the Month for April 2026, “Slow Burn” by Evan Wang, along with a few words from the poet.

Book Excerpt: She wants shimmering scales by Nicole Alston Zdeb

“The nexus of the erotic, the social, and the body felt relevant to what I was experiencing at the end of the 20th Century. There are glimmers of personal lore as well…” Read the featured Excerpt Poem of the Month for April 2026, “She wants shimmering scales” from The End of Welcome by Nicole Alston Zdeb, along with a few words from the poet.

Three Poems by Ron Mohring

“I wanted to explore how time was registered not only by the calendar and clock, but also in the various utilitarian tasks of my mother’s life.” Read three poems by Ron Mohring, our first biweekly poet of the Spring 2026 issue, along with a few words about “Fuse.”

Three Poems by Andrew Pelham-Burn

“Children in these circumstances are deprived of love at a formative stage and learn to immediately behave like adults without the benefit of the learning path of childhood.” Read three poems by Andrew Pelham-Burn, our second biweekly poet of the Spring 2026 issue, along with a few words about “Conkers.”