September 2023
In this issue
Contents
Photographs and Memories and Everything in Between
The author weaves a beautiful nostalgic narrative entwining kith and kin with the physical aspects of a camera.
Poor Impulse Control
The author narrates an episode from his childhood foreshadowing his diagnoses and how he learned to get himself out of dangerous situations.
Eating my heart out, liberally
The author writes about the gastronomical paradise of her childhood and how the organic changes forever changed the equation she shared with meals.
Rail Savari, 1966
The train crosses a bridge. I toss a coin through the window and see it twirling with silvery flashes of light toward the river below.
Eating kiwis, though mildly allergic, and sleeping with people who lie to you
Inside desire goes to seed—sweet fleshy folds that dawn fruit—fecund, pink, and dew that glistens, granatis—a rose nests in a lotus—
I’m so Small and then You Start to Sway
The fish hook lodged in my brain probes its freakish proximity with the harpoon throbbing behind my sternum. Raspberry
& what I meant when I asked about time travel:
I mean this to say: my sons will not put their hands on people who have not asked for their hands—like in a community pool when a girl is fourteen and had not seen this boy since 6th grade;
The Pulp Fiction Of Alphonso The Mango
Bred in the wild wild tropicanas outcropper from fecund alleys of hortigunculturists Hit the road jackfruit and don’t call me pumpkin he says spitting nectar on the Konkan
Skinny Dipping
This was in the late morning, Sun. You threw down the heat there too. We took the cloud of blackbirds as a sign and got moving, but Colleen didn’t like the quiet.
Flowers for Plath
What’s this book about? she always asks, and I read her my favorite part with the fig tree, the fruit
Mysteries of Egg
I finally relented and placed one on a tea towel next to my pillow. It made a startled little snore.