when the sky was hung with ten suns (the story begins) that terrible era of ash & air so thick of bone & spice of ginger root how they got there emblazed until all was yellow and grey no one knew not even the blind crones with wood for teeth banging bowls at their feetContinue reading “Chang’e”
Category Archives: Sleepwalking
Summer Heart
The curly tendrils of snow peas snatch at each other tentative and desperate, how the heat goes under when day descends into dusk without once looking back chatter of watery French the Quebecois girls snap stems with rough fingers my ears lulled to inclinations within fields of the mind, monologues of black birds with redContinue reading “Summer Heart”
Rio Celeste
The day we trekked along the Rio Celeste and I was so angry I wanted to leave you behind our guide paused to pick buttercups which you photographed we had gifted him our foreign coins a sky sedate with rain all day seeping into my eyes my boots slosh through paths of muted brown noContinue reading “Rio Celeste”
mabel lee 