HAI! by: Susan Elliott Evenings here, Konichiwa! The gajin came to town. Itadakimasu opens. Serving ocha all around. Itame holds in his hand suribachi, surikogi. While geta waits till orders up, Una-don, norimaki, ebi. Omakase for best friends tazuna rolls, sashimi. Futomaki won’t be enough the gajin still are hungry. Yum, Yum, so good…
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Equarium strange by Dr. Narendra Kumar Arya
Equarium strange by Dr. Narendra Kumar Arya Around the lame-lit fogginess Dark figures are swimming They have the heads Eyes too Lips and nose intact as well But faces from their beings are missing. Their bodies are jumbling into each other Changing identities perversely As if floating in oblivion; So close As dead fishes in…
A Patriarchally Deteriorating Company Versus “Don’t Go Policy” by Sarah Gamutan
A Patriarchally Deteriorating Company Versus “Don’t Go Policy” by Sarah Gamutan Superiors stuck in corridors, half blind to us wee subservient women – true, weird. So, they suck fries in their mouths and put some locks on the door, as if they are hard to reach? Some documents signed and all I see is crevice….
Freda Kahlo’s Cry by Laura Solomon
Freda Kahlo’s Cry by Laura Solomon Today the ghost of me attended My own exhibition at the Tate Modern. All those paintings on display, The ones that I laboured over for so long. The sickening part was the merchandise. Coffee mugs, calendars, prints, clocks all with either me or one of my paintings thereupon. Somebody’s…
Child Among Metal Sculptures by DWE Scott
Child Among Metal Sculptures by DWE Scott Roll the metal sculptures out; Shake out their gnarled limbs; Loosen their terrible torsos; Let the air be filled with horrible clankings; Let it grow rank with sulphur smells And be splattered with blue bruises and yellow flames. True they scare the children, But the tortured faces are…
Paper Birches by Glen Sorestad
Paper Birches by Glen Sorestad The clump birches beside the lakeshore are slowly peeling off their papery attire like well-practised lovers intent on sustaining that delicate tension between fantasy and reality. ### Glen Sorestad is a much published poet with over 20 books of poems. His poems have been translated into a half-dozen languages and…
The Poetry of You by Keith T. Hoerner
The Poetry of You by Keith T. Hoerner The lines of your body The metered beats of your breath The strum, the very hum of your being ### Keith T. Hoerner, BS, MFA lives, writes, and teaches in Saint Louis, Missouri. His work can be found in literary journals from the Midwest to the East…
share cropping by Corey Kirby
share cropping by Corey Kirby I remember who I am; southern bales of hay, blond strands of cornfields growing long past shoulders of sun. a long run on a salty road, a handful of overgrown raspberries in the pocket of high-water jeans. a mean storm that beats the side of the house so loud my…
Hawk by Andrew Demcak
Hawk by Andrew Demcak Wings open, wind-carried, an angel’s book. Talons ready to change music to that of funeral dirge. Fixer, finder, life-adopter, sailing through cool ether. Mouse, you are not your hallowed body. Spectacular, the pale glory of flight, sublimely alone. One sharp cry above the May iris, or by winter, over branching pipes…
Neon on the Outskirts at the Break of Dawn by Allan Safarik
Neon on the Outskirts at the Break of Dawn by Allan Safarik Washed out neon in the morning sun like a fish out of water A swift silence follows the odd vehicle travelling through town there are no people on the sidewalks as the crows fly up from the main intersection when the light changes…