Why Write

by Ed Bok Lee

The castle where I happened upon the roundness of suns
was an island prison on the ocean

No one visited my distractions here
or my more joyful sins

A sanctuary of sound and sense

The waves brought shells and seaweed I learned
to fill with palm honey Continue reading

Leave a comment

Filed under Poetry

Ice and Regret

by Ann Howells

November,
moon of falling cold,
ice blighted, snow infested,

overcast sky tightened down—
fierce and oppressive—
as earth pulls cold around her. Continue reading

Leave a comment

Filed under Poetry

Tiger Swallowtail

by Lisa Roullard

You arrived: leaf-like, designed—
black sparked across yellow.
A study in thin.

One black tail broken off.
Abdomen crumpled
like tea-stained paper. Continue reading

Leave a comment

Filed under Poetry

The Pharmacist Malgre Lui

by Gay Baines

It all started with a little argument he had with his mother, coming out of a larger, more important argument with his father.

His father wanted him to be a scientist. “Something practical.” But Jesus liked words: English lit, writing, acting. Especially acting. He would be the next Raul Julia. He imagined himself playing Romeo, Macbeth, Hamlet, Lear. He would show the Anglos how great a Latino actor could be. Continue reading

Leave a comment

Filed under Fiction

Snow Holds

by Anastasia Stelse

Because I am visiting home,
I shovel snow
pregnant with more
than the average moisture
as it whites out the world,
houses merely mountains,
houses the peaks of Swiss Alps
where lies a castle carved
from so much ice—a glacier Continue reading

Leave a comment

Filed under Poetry