memoir (Kaya Lattimore)

tita ruth tells stories as if         she belongs to them         as if  they are alive eating tinola         at the kitchen table with us in the house apu built         bare hands …

Final Frontier (Joo-Inn Chew)

Between traffic lights the night is dark and shapeless. My father’s van feels like a dented spaceship, dad and I strapped in like astronauts jetting through nothingness. He drives silently, …

Bare (Melinda Smith)

The dead are necessary    they are forked like branches   they have their own names    call them: they are not hiding    what use will you come to ? a eucalypt stag   …