Perilous
When the first one came, baptized by waterthat flowed from my body and tastedof the sea, the sea became anContinue Reading
When the first one came, baptized by waterthat flowed from my body and tastedof the sea, the sea became anContinue Reading
She talked like a pirate, mouth askew as if cradling a pipe to one corner while her eye drooped onContinue Reading
Photograph by Alison Wattie – Poem by Joyce Luna
As published in FreeFall Magazine May 2017 The smell of gasoline from his Peterborough a wooden fishing boat that loomedContinue Reading
A metallic twang, like a note struck on a steel guitar, reveals the mineralized soil in which everything grows. Assaulted byContinue Reading
She filled her bowl with borscht for the second time, added sour cream, and pondered the heat in her years-oldContinue Reading
What torture lurks within a single thought…” I could have stopped reading then, so emotionally charged was the first line ofContinue Reading
I stopped to take his picture but I didn’t stop to ask Cuál es su nombre? Or to ask himContinue Reading
His gentle hand caresses the soft fur as if he is savoring the most delicious thing he has ever tasted.Continue Reading
The perfume of earth and olives fifty shades of green deep cypress frames guilded eucalyptus in heat as dry asContinue Reading
A hail of leaves into the windshield Unrelenting yellow. Soundless yet I can hear the sound of life Ending Unyielding GrowingContinue Reading
Last year on my birthday I wrote about 56 Things I’ve Learned in My 56 Years. One year later asContinue Reading
I opened the drawer looking for turmeric, or some other thing Instead I found a writhing bag of mouse MouseContinue Reading