Poetry
Sept/Oct 2021
The Summer Returns Home
The knife has been in the back pockets of strangers. The forest, full, used a sharp leaf to cut across the summer’s face. The strangers’ teeth were black, and the […]
Poetry
Sept/Oct 2021
First Love
Sister sleeps by the side door. In the evening, Sister touched the sleeve of her shirt fluttering in the yard. The younger sister never once complained about the laundry being […]
Poetry
Sept/Oct 2021
The Snake I Saw in an Old Palace
The wind blew, and feet were swollen. I chased the tail of a green light pouring down from the decorations. The flowery pattern thinly exhaled through the gap in the […]