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Poetry , Volume 8, Issue 2
On the walk to Hasu Gyoza, sun / Flaring over wires, above the / Irrelevance of a church spire, concrete wall / Sun-blackened by striations, I’m thinking…
Poetry , Volume 8, Issue 2
Barbie doll, your feet were destined / for those sky-high heels, / extremities so arched and ever bending, / but plastic feet / as dainty as yours are /…
Fiction , Volume 8, Issue 2
It is half past two on a Thursday afternoon.
Poetry , Volume 8, Issue 2
When it came to classroom projects / And the teacher asked students / To choose whomever they wanted / To be on a team with, I was / Either picked / Dead…
Poetry , Volume 8, Issue 2
The evening stars / Are mute witnesses / To passers-by / On cobblestone road, / The lights in / The café terrace / And nearby tenements / And chic…
Poetry , Volume 8, Issue 2
My mind is like a fogbank, / more so now that I am in my ninth decade, / less than it will be in a few years. / Sometimes I can’t recall the names / of…
Poetry , Volume 8, Issue 2
A parade of roses welcomes visitors: / hi, they say, whispering sweet nothings / in a voice filled with rainbow hues, / not knowing their leaves will…
Poetry , Volume 8, Issue 2
Hollowed out, as full of black miasma / As a tea bowl; ants skittle around / Its ringless rim, while down below / The roots wash up from the ocean / Of…
Poetry , Volume 8, Issue 2
Steamy summer’s day, / insects are on the prowl / competing with my swats / for the available air. / It should be gratifying / that at least something /…