Haggard by Jacob Kobina Ayiah Mensah

Haggard by Jacob Kobina Ayiah Mensah

                                            Haggard She was waiting for me at the gate. She led me into the cellar and tried to open my eyes. My little sister, who had died a few hours after my grandmother, lay in the arms of a female marble. She whispered in ears,  ...
Untitled by Simon Perchik

Untitled by Simon Perchik

* It has nothing to do with the banjo –this chair aches for wheels that will rust, wobble the way riverbeds grow into something else   –where there was a mouth, there’s now wet dirt and with a single gulp the Earth is drained by a compass that points to where...
Child Under the Armor by Fabrice Poussin

Child Under the Armor by Fabrice Poussin

Child Under the Armor A gentle hand through the drapes as the rains of August drown the memories into a sea of sweet waves gratifying as a divine nectar the doors part with a soft hope-carrying breath.   Peeking in with the care of a cat-burglar in a mausoleum...