wobbling from some near-by breeze / reaching down as the hillside / where her shadow should be
Poetry
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Four Poems
by Asma Jelassi, translated from the Arabic by Ali Znaidi
we’ve started to disassemble the land mines / and plant roses and poems instead.
MAYDAY Announces Poetry Micro Chapbook Contest
Submissions are open for the MAYDAY Poetry Micro Chapbook Contest! Deadline to submit is July 31.
Human Sacrifice
by Krista Leahy
Wall, enemy, ally, shadow, tree, a toddler / given freedom to roam, requires one // banana-nut muffin, many hands, 56 / minutes to walk one Brooklyn city block.
Unbelong
by Mandira Pattnaik
Did you see a hapless, hunted woman, baby in arms? Her stare’s hollow. // Ahead of her, there’s a slithering line beaded with nowhere people.
While my Wife Is in the Hospital Recovering from a Stroke
by Richard-Yves Sitoski
There’s nothing to eat but fruit from baskets sent by friends // and I couldn’t care less about the fate of the world.
Weeds
by Barbara Schwartz
I think I am my savior’s thoughts, the stubborn beautiful ones / who refuse to go. It’s a temple in here / though I do not know // the prayers.
Two Poems
by toino dumas, translated from the French by Arielle Burgdorf
i want metaphors to taste as good / as bread soaked in milk
Empress of Ice Cream
by Barbara Schwartz
Hunger sneaks up // like two fingers flicking a pink / succulent moon.
Signed for the Unsigned
by Stella Santamaría
/ imported by the cities of / howling beach =artificial coral / on the bone knife of my corona / ring of past
