Rosemarie
She talked like a pirate, mouth askew as if cradling a pipe to one corner while her eye drooped onContinue Reading
Tag: prose
Adrift
Photograph by Alison Wattie – Poem by Joyce Luna
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 Fine Vintage
a metallic twang like the sound plucked on a steel guitar hangs in the air between notes of eucalyptus andContinue Reading
Alas My Own Thighs
She filled her bowl with borscht for the second time, added sour cream, and pondered the heat in her years-oldContinue Reading
Sleepless in San Sebastián
What torture lurks within a single thought…” I could have stopped reading then, so emotionally charged was the first line ofContinue Reading
Sin Nombre
I stopped to take his picture but I didn’t stop to ask Cuál es su nombre? Or to ask himContinue Reading
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