Wanting to Open It and Opening It
23 February 2007
Vol. 6, No. 4
poetry
The durian fruit stinks
like you killed your grandmother
and stuffed her under
the living room couch…
Moment
28 December 2005
Vol. 5, No. 4
poetry, elegy, editors' select
There's a moment in every dog's life
when it surrenders its dogginess
to a greater good…
Astigmatism
2 September 2003
Vol. 3, No. 3
poetry
Tell me, please, how to sail
down the corridors of my hair,
shield my glabrous eyes, apprehend
the white flash off the ripe arc…