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The Sun Also Rises

The Sun Also Rises

The sun, that morning, after the plagues, after the warthogs ran thundering across the earth, after D.C. was nothing but garbage heaps like those in Mumbai, the sun arose ever so slightly and like a giant eyelid, half shut, wrinkled, an old man’s eyelid, lidded, witness to centuries of events beyond this era of Wars [...]

Via de Guadalupe/South of the Border

Via de Guadalupe/South of the Border

He appeared inside a blink   walked out of the vineyard sun at his back   elbowed a space in my eyes   curiosity took hold   breeze whistled softly silence expectant his outfit beige linen suit   white shirt no collar white mexican cowboy hat   band that matched caramel suede vest   brown leather satchel tilted shoulder feet in leather [...]

Peace

Peace

The make-shift battleground campsite lies in eerie silence. The Man of Action has left the field and The Cautious Dreamer surveys the scene, still stunned. Beside the skeleton of their excruciating collision and accidental intimacy are scattered the detritus of good intentions, blind mistakes and opportunities lost. Well, nothing left to do now but bury [...]

No Way Out

No Way Out

It’s easy to mistake the sound of church bells for the palpitating heart-knell. Or, a hammer driving nails into boards over windows. Just ask an old man back home from the hospital… If no one’s left to write about it’s best to wait in a dark room, listen to silence until you become silent yourself. [...]

Wordless Warrior

Wordless Warrior

Fighting was her calling card one she proudly claimed tough   dare on two feet foul mouth  gestures sweet 16 smile detoured eyes hunt for prey flash don’t mess with me Why do you fight? silence averted eyes head down squirms Why do you fight? age-old voice surprisingly soft ‘Cause I don’t know what words to [...]

Santa Knelt

Santa Knelt

Shake the globe, and it snows – settling, as the storm passes, on a baby lying within a crude wooden manger. Oh, poor baby take care not to scratch your hands as you stretch to greet us; though blanketed with sparkle bits, your cradle, in places, is sharp and splintered. It is late, but the [...]

No Two Blades of Grass

No Two Blades of Grass

For Ann They say no two blades of grass are alike, but is that true for eggs? See how, once you look awhile, each egg scarcely resembles its twin… There are patterns in the brown, striations in the white, stories in all. Yes, even in that one. Oh, and look how so sweetly the eggs [...]

We All Fall Down

We All Fall Down

Destined lightness of being, sometimes a danger in the urban world, or planet of intrigue, politics, economic need where gargoyles fly at night, and things go bumpity bump. It’s a dance isn’t it? Living on the planet, one gone tilt where we all fall down, and yet, century after century we get up. After the [...]

Gift: A Poem

Gift: A Poem

The woman crocheted a red scarf, so vibrant, and her garden zinnias didn’t bloom with the season. When she finished, she gave it to her husband, whispering, “On the coldest days you will be wrapped in the most loving embrace.” Apparently he believed her when, one day, he never came home. Now that she’s alone, [...]

Pieces by Elsa M. J. Seifert

Pieces by Elsa M. J. Seifert

Life in Black and Gray I used to love my gray jumper dress. I usually wore it with a white or black shirt.  I was eleven years old. My step-mother told me I needed some color. “What color?” I asked. “My skin is brown, so the gray and white and black look just fine on [...]

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