Welcome to this new blue world: a more distant dot concealed within folds of our deep fervor where rivers run unchecked to unburden husks of open hands and mouths, from which red-orange molten light of words rise up as fortress, monsoon cloud, kingdom of language translating sisters & lovers into indomitable being where once ourContinue reading “Other Earth”
Author Archives: Mabel Lee
Ritual: Coffee
The ceramic mug laden with mustaches is the one I choose each morning. Its shape is perfect: rounded and robust handle, solid and thick stature of containing body, lip widening slightly outward to hold the full moon liquid of black coffee. Frida’s unibrow is on there somewhere, and you would think Hitler’s fascist micro-stash wouldContinue reading “Ritual: Coffee”
Phosphorescent
We sway against music sloshing between our temples watch: the soft pulse a sea of moss green points riddle the air above the darkened field soft-bodied entities and their beguiling flares approach but with caution invitation to cling, expire never in our backyard childhood have we seen so many specklingContinue reading “Phosphorescent”
