issue 17

/*! elementor – v3.12.1 – 02-04-2023 */ .elementor-widget-image{text-align:center}.elementor-widget-image a{display:inline-block}.elementor-widget-image a img[src$=”.svg”]{width:48px}.elementor-widget-image img{vertical-align:middle;display:inline-block} /*! elementor – v3.12.1 – 02-04-2023 */ .elementor-heading-title{padding:0;margin:0;line-height:1}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title[class*=elementor-size-]>a{color:inherit;font-size:inherit;line-height:inherit}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-small{font-size:15px}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-medium{font-size:19px}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-large{font-size:29px}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-xl{font-size:39px}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-xxl{font-size:59px} A Sonnet for my Father by Shamik Banerjee His feet adopted land at fall of JuneAnd cohorts of the Lord, along he brought.On whose records, our ancestry is wrought–My … Read moreA Sonnet for my Father by Shamik Banerjee

O’ fancier, to your favourite plains if you cannot afford to travel on if this dream remains so and does not spawn, then consider the moon which entertains you, with the vision of its circlet- bright; its limelike halo which mantles your lawn; it roofs you when you sleep and waits till dawn like a … Read moreTo Those Who Cannot Travel by Shamik Banerjee

/*! elementor – v3.12.1 – 02-04-2023 */ .elementor-widget-image{text-align:center}.elementor-widget-image a{display:inline-block}.elementor-widget-image a img[src$=”.svg”]{width:48px}.elementor-widget-image img{vertical-align:middle;display:inline-block} /*! elementor – v3.12.1 – 02-04-2023 */ .elementor-heading-title{padding:0;margin:0;line-height:1}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title[class*=elementor-size-]>a{color:inherit;font-size:inherit;line-height:inherit}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-small{font-size:15px}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-medium{font-size:19px}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-large{font-size:29px}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-xl{font-size:39px}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-xxl{font-size:59px} This Vessel by Amber Lee Varnado This weeping simply cannot go on.  Yet it does.  Dull knife, soft skin Sharper knife, tougher shell    It hurts, I know I … Read moreThis Vessel by Amber Lee Varnado

Can’t live a day without what makes me  Accepting the cost of my existence on a basis daily, and could never be Convinced otherwise That there’s lives being lived realer without the skin, or hair Nor the teeth to bare a truth passed down to my toes and up from my crown; Of restless bloodlines, … Read moreMore than this Barren Dominion by Dovelie Lovelie  

/*! elementor – v3.12.1 – 02-04-2023 */ .elementor-widget-image{text-align:center}.elementor-widget-image a{display:inline-block}.elementor-widget-image a img[src$=”.svg”]{width:48px}.elementor-widget-image img{vertical-align:middle;display:inline-block} /*! elementor – v3.12.1 – 02-04-2023 */ .elementor-heading-title{padding:0;margin:0;line-height:1}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title[class*=elementor-size-]>a{color:inherit;font-size:inherit;line-height:inherit}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-small{font-size:15px}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-medium{font-size:19px}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-large{font-size:29px}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-xl{font-size:39px}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-xxl{font-size:59px} The Reverent Soul by Shireen Ghanatabadi Heavy handed with fists full of bricks  They smash us down Praying our hope stays buried  With our bloody bodies.    But,  Our … Read moreThe Reverent Soul by Shireen Ghanatabadi

I move in this distant land Shimmying down familiar lanes, The streetlamps unabashedly look on, The moths circle the flame; The moon has dipped further And the night is so still, I wonder if it’s alive; I can feel its pulse Only when the wind shifts places; The vicissitude grips me, There are days you … Read moreThis Quiet Between Us by R. S.

/*! elementor – v3.12.1 – 02-04-2023 */ .elementor-widget-image{text-align:center}.elementor-widget-image a{display:inline-block}.elementor-widget-image a img[src$=”.svg”]{width:48px}.elementor-widget-image img{vertical-align:middle;display:inline-block} /*! elementor – v3.12.1 – 02-04-2023 */ .elementor-heading-title{padding:0;margin:0;line-height:1}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title[class*=elementor-size-]>a{color:inherit;font-size:inherit;line-height:inherit}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-small{font-size:15px}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-medium{font-size:19px}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-large{font-size:29px}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-xl{font-size:39px}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-xxl{font-size:59px} Nothing more Fierce than my Safta in the park by Tamar Weir cutting fruit with a knife.  She opened the flesh, it stayed juicy and ripe An act she … Read moreNothing more Fierce than my Safta in the park by Tamar Weir

/*! elementor – v3.12.1 – 02-04-2023 */ .elementor-widget-image{text-align:center}.elementor-widget-image a{display:inline-block}.elementor-widget-image a img[src$=”.svg”]{width:48px}.elementor-widget-image img{vertical-align:middle;display:inline-block} /*! elementor – v3.12.1 – 02-04-2023 */ .elementor-heading-title{padding:0;margin:0;line-height:1}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title[class*=elementor-size-]>a{color:inherit;font-size:inherit;line-height:inherit}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-small{font-size:15px}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-medium{font-size:19px}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-large{font-size:29px}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-xl{font-size:39px}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-xxl{font-size:59px} The Senegal Parrot by Alejandra Olmedo Her beauty unnoticed By her quiet demeanor. Everyday asking herself, To be ostentatious.   She yearns to be something, She is not, A … Read moreThe Senegal Parrot by Alejandra Olmedo

/*! elementor – v3.12.1 – 02-04-2023 */ .elementor-widget-image{text-align:center}.elementor-widget-image a{display:inline-block}.elementor-widget-image a img[src$=”.svg”]{width:48px}.elementor-widget-image img{vertical-align:middle;display:inline-block} /*! elementor – v3.12.1 – 02-04-2023 */ .elementor-heading-title{padding:0;margin:0;line-height:1}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title[class*=elementor-size-]>a{color:inherit;font-size:inherit;line-height:inherit}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-small{font-size:15px}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-medium{font-size:19px}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-large{font-size:29px}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-xl{font-size:39px}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-xxl{font-size:59px} Closure by Di Coleman The weight of the world lifts when you caress me, loving me so sweetly, And I, safe in your arms, fall all over again. There … Read moreClosure by Di Coleman

/*! elementor – v3.12.1 – 02-04-2023 */ .elementor-widget-image{text-align:center}.elementor-widget-image a{display:inline-block}.elementor-widget-image a img[src$=”.svg”]{width:48px}.elementor-widget-image img{vertical-align:middle;display:inline-block} /*! elementor – v3.12.1 – 02-04-2023 */ .elementor-heading-title{padding:0;margin:0;line-height:1}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title[class*=elementor-size-]>a{color:inherit;font-size:inherit;line-height:inherit}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-small{font-size:15px}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-medium{font-size:19px}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-large{font-size:29px}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-xl{font-size:39px}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-xxl{font-size:59px} History of a Name by Isa Condo-Olvera Isabella.      As in the name my mother loved “before it grew popular.”      As in the name I never … Read moreHistory of a Name by Isa Condo-Olvera