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Just Before Dawn

Just Before Dawn

Just Before Dawn by Lois P. Jones   when the almost is not yet lit and the inbetween is a periwinkle world of snow that holds the bough, a memory tree recalls your days – small hours skim their surface like a blue-winged dragonfly. You as the perfect moment, abandoning the shade of limbs and […]

Winter Solstice

Winter Solstice

When you startle awake in the dark morning heart pounding breathing fast sitting bolt upright staring into dark whirlpool black hole feeling its suction Get out of bed knock at the door of your nearest friend ask to lie down ask to be held Listen while whispered words turn the hole into deep night sky […]

Scribblings 50: Welcome to My Walk

Scribblings 50: Welcome to My Walk

I am convinced that that there are more great restaurants in Pasadena than there are palm trees. And this is saying something, considering that so many palms were planted in the 1930s that Colorado Boulevard was nearly rechristened the “Street of a Thousand Palms.” Couple this with the facts that 1. my most recent visit […]

Am I a Latina?

Am I a Latina?

Am I a Latina? by Carla Hensley   In the town by the sea of cracked sidewalks and forgotten panaderías I was born in June below the sweet waist of America. Am I a Latina? Around eleven I discovered Neruda and his oh-so-fervent loves, Gabo and the tenderness of his towns. I’ve traced my way […]

Prophetic Yearning

Prophetic Yearning

                              Prophetic Yearning by Nicole Stranz Oh, Absent lover, Yarn for day Foibles damned Tryst entwined Folly forth Tongue sincere Sweat of rose Restraint defined Forgotten made Aged with Youth Wisdom solved Forever mine     Copyright © 2015 “Prophetic Yearning” […]

Girl Not. Man? No.

Girl Not. Man? No.

    Girl Not. Man? No by Nicole Stranz Yes, I found your crumbs and followed them to the sour milk cave. At least I think your dried toast was meant for me. But I have to tell you that I can only take so much. You see I’ve given up the assuming game. Turns […]

Welcome to the Drought

Welcome to the Drought

Although the condominium I used to share with my Eventual Ex is located in the urban heart of Old Pasadena, the grounds resembling a set from “The Secret Garden.” Behind the gates, like a seascape sculpted for a Rose Parade float, are pastel dunes of blossoms, a clock tower, fountains, and streams that course over […]

“Alterations | Thread Light Through Eye of Storm”

“Alterations | Thread Light Through Eye of Storm”

                ~~~     ~~~     ~~~   Gerda Govine Ituarte published her second collection of poems, “Alterations | Thread Light Through Eye of Storm,” March 2015, with art work by her husband Luis Ituarte. Red City Review gave “Alterations” five stars… Ituarte is clearly a seasoned […]

In Buzios

In Buzios

              No hay tristeza en Buzios Could it be true Only well scrubbed well loved some say spoiled delicious open affectionate doted over darling happy children A girl walks over Orlo Bardot (named after none other than…) with a shy velvety grey kitten already taken care of while In […]

Limits

Limits

Limits by Percival Everett In the darkness that is our room, I search. Not for you, for you are sleeping, breathing that sleep breath, Exhaling through that small aperture, good for playing the flute. I search for a darkness within the darkness, Where darkness is pure, Stygian, pure like babies crying And the sound of […]

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