Three poems to honor the poetry and women of Afghanistan: 1. Between mountain peaks, your friend, llama Pass amongst ghost hands, fading memories of grandma 2. Land of peace, this vacant arena Hands cross oceans for harvest, thaw frozen retinas... Continue Reading →
Toronto, Ontario: brandy elizabeth nemeth-shorten Your face flooding the night sky The Ghost of my past reaching The years you wrote are wasting by Shadows find your hands and thighs Darkness wanders closer, leeching Your face from each night sky... Continue Reading →
