Perilous
When the first one came, baptized by waterthat flowed from my body and tastedof the sea, the sea became anContinue Reading
Category: Prose+Poetry
Rosemarie
She talked like a pirate, mouth askew as if cradling a pipe to one corner while her eye drooped onContinue Reading
Adrift
Photograph by Alison Wattie – Poem by Joyce Luna
Poetic Gladiators
My mother is deciding whether to sleep upstairs or down. 16 stairs up or 16 stairs down. It doesn’t reallyContinue Reading
The 99 Steps
As published in FreeFall Magazine May 2017 The smell of gasoline from his Peterborough a wooden fishing boat that loomedContinue Reading
A Too Short Story
When we are young, friendships come easily. We collect them like seashells or fallen flowers—precious in the moment yet whenContinue Reading
A Fine Vintage
A metallic twang, like a note struck on a steel guitar, reveals the mineralized soil in which everything grows. Assaulted byContinue Reading
The Road to Provence
The perfume of earth and olives fifty shades of green deep cypress frames guilded eucalyptus in heat as dry asContinue Reading
Yellow
A hail of leaves into the windshield Unrelenting yellow. Soundless yet I can hear the sound of life Ending Unyielding GrowingContinue Reading
Burning Woman: Marcela Diaz
A lone woman stands at the edge, looking down into the abyss that is her life. The night is confidential,Continue Reading
Unwanted Guests
I opened the drawer looking for turmeric, or some other thing Instead I found a writhing bag of mouse MouseContinue Reading
Day of the Dead, Night of the Living
In the Yucatan, this centuries old celebration is called Hanal Pixan, or Food for the Souls, and lasts over a week. TheContinue Reading
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