Ananda

by Robin Ray Ananda, it’s been snowing since you hand-delivered your toasted envelope of admiration, erroneous sentence for inadequate leanings through corporate transfer of isolation laying behind you.Benign guilt in powdery form, hybridizing tulips with marbled sketch books, encourages fogs of sobriety, illusions of masculinity.Upon waking, you’re hard as petrified anger; ambition – baked in a half shell, your spine-cruising Read More

Susceptible

by Kristin Garth The doctor tells you when she’s five, first bout pneumonia, barely survived, that she is susceptible — protectable without exposure to much humanity. Kids are carriers, fatalities to be avoided to stay alive. Acres, pines, moths, servants, swans, beehives, she thrives, thin trees, cerebral climbs 60 feet to sunshine illuminating friends, odd names revealed when she, pretend, Read More