Ada Limón

I need to highlight Ada Limón, a poet who has the great piece "The Conditional" here. The opening is great, and I really like the rest of it:

Say tomorrow doesn't come. 

Say the moon becomes an icy pit. 

Say the sweet-gum tree is petrified. [...]

I also love her opening in "Safe From Trains" in the Blackbird journal here. I often don't go in for poems that are very modern in tone, but this was interesting:

She thinks her body is a white hallway
through which people walk on their way
to something finer, apartment 8A
or, god forbid, 12B that smells always of
cabbage and European tobacco. [...]