Ethel Kewalo, 1932

by Loren Moreno

What little I knew about my real father
was used to shame me.

Not-real Daddy would say, One of these
is not like the others.
 My sisters and I, shoulder-to-shoulder—

I’m this brown, dark thing against their milky Portuguese.
Their long black hair falling in waves.  Continue reading

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The Cave

by Cameron Morse

Vampire you call me, leaving for work,
me at home, on SSI, unemployed.

Vampire for shutting the door
to my study, for lowering

the blinds, for sucking, sucking
you dry: my cook, my bank, my wife. Continue reading

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Udon Noodles

by Mika Yamamoto

Masako woke up craving udon. Her mouth watered at the thought of the thick, chewy noodles dipped in fish stock, with a sprinkle of thinly sliced green onions and a dash of hot sichimi pepper. She sat up, rubbed sleep out of her eyes. Her husband, Higashi, was sleeping on his right side with his right arm tucked under the pillow. He slept quietly and Continue reading

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Wind

by Nancy Christopherson

Imagine yourself on Jupiter.
You’re wearing your space
suit your helmet and your oxygen level
is fine.  Essentially drifting in clouds Continue reading

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Melancholandia

by Jarelle Kraus

Buenos Aires, 1992:

It’s a sultry February here below the equator, where Nazis are harbored, where machismo reigns. Where Argentina’s middleweight boxing champion, Carlos Monzón, flung his wife out the window to her death. “My dinner was late for the second night in a row,” Monzón explained.

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