by Junpei Tarashi | Oct 27, 2021 | 2021, October, Poetry
Ya got nice tits, she says, her accent makingit sounds like an insult. Little bit of a belly,she remarks as I drop my clothes and steponto the scale. I eye the number. Today is not a good day. She’s an inch shorterand twenty pounds lighter though withthat beehive she...
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,...
