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Nothing You Can Do Will Save You
The Buddha had his river, just for now this one is mine,
Molly Lou Freeman
Picasso & Dora Maar (1942)
Four decades I have lived among the French
Campbell McGrath
Showering Behind the Zodiac’s Curtain
When blue hangs around me, I am
Diane Wakoski
Two poems by Katja Gorečan (from The Sufferings of Young Hana /Trpljenje mlade Hane) translated from Slovenian by Martha Kosir
hana likes to sit on the balcony when it rains.
Katja Gorečan
The Drowned and the Saved
If all of us were to try to kill ourselves at least once, then all of us would know nothing more than that: which is why
Tom Sleigh
Venice is Sinking | Window Shopping
Venice is sinking, Signora. Look –
Helen Bournas-Ney
Nail tr. by Anita Gopalan
A piece of heart that doesn’t pain on breaking
Geet Chaturvedi
After Our Parents Get Divorced, Our Mother Buys an Ivy Stencil
In the small white bedroom
Brandi George
Miss Favour, or Dear rsmith@gmail.org
Hello Dearest, My name is Miss Favour,
R.T. Smith
Dog in the Manger
As if you’d keep your bones from other dogs
Linda Pastan
Barn Red
Home alone, I swirl on scarlet lipstick and forget that I did,
Julia Shipley
No Touch and Elder in a Garden
I'm fed up with farewells.
Marjan Strojan
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