By Keith Burton i was stretching my legs on the littoralgiving names to the shapes of the cloudsthat swam across the lake’s reflectionwhen trouble came crawling on eight legs. help me across he asked with a period. i knew better; i had an owl’s acuity.no can do, i know you…
By Shah Tazrian Ashrafi I saw how the forest below was burning And elephants, rhinos, crocodiles, deer, sun-bears, hornbills were climbing the air A crazy, colorful, biodiverse amalgamation. I saw how the dead drifted away like smoke Both from cities, from forests. How the animals’ and the humans’ phantoms became…
by Shah Tazrian Ashrafi There will come a time when your soul will be crossing the troposphere,The stratosphere, the mesosphere, all the spheres,Forsaking your home;Like dead birds in flight.And you will have wings for hands,You will drift far away from the war zone that you were born into,Jiving to the…