by Junpei Tarashi | Oct 10, 2021 | 2021, October
Death in a Foreigner's Tongue by Isabella Melians https://www.agapanthuscollective.com.dream.website/wp-content/uploads/2021/10/Isabella-Melians.m4a I. Él sana a los que tienen el corazón roto y venda sus heridas(Psalm 147: 3) Their locutions flit over my head,...
by Junpei Tarashi | Oct 10, 2021 | 2021, October, Poetry
The farmer’s flat cap shows his height against an oak tree.He pulls the digger with yesterday’s hands, turns the bucket,empties shouted words spoken to cattle on foggy mornings.His son pops out of a hole where a new fence is to be fenced.The farmer ignites two thumbs,...
by Junpei Tarashi | Sep 2, 2021 | 2021, Poetry, September
Sobre un café nos conocimos, en solo días una amistad nació, se nos reveló. Por esas mañanas tranquilas en la cocina, que era como oasis, solo importaba el café y la conversación. Esos momentos de paz- más que necesarios; contienen una cualidad vidal. Cuando hay mucho...
by Junpei Tarashi | Aug 13, 2021 | 2021, August, Flash Fiction
Every autumn day, Rose passes by the hot air balloon field in Stillwater, wishing she had enough money in order to go up for just one ride. Last winter had not just taken a toll on Rose, it took nearly everything she had left. Now, she has a frostbitten toe and a...
by Junpei Tarashi | Jul 22, 2021 | 2021, Flash Fiction, July
There’s mold on Virgin Mary’s face. She’s supposed to be glowing, not gross green. It’s rained for days and the sanctuary roof leaks so saint tears erode her face like teenage acne. I try to scrub it, pray it away with mother of grace rosary rhymes. It...
