Juárez by Erika L. Sánchez

Behind The Great Wall of Mexico, pork fat crackles and crackles. Bright pink corpes lie coiled in nipple cacti, Apache plumes. Beyond the green, green lawns and the burnt smell of plastic. Beyond the Pemex- gasoline rainbows iridescent as peacock feathers. A ribbon flutters in a cottonwood. The body as eruption. The body as contraband. … Continue reading Juárez by Erika L. Sánchez



Deseo ¿No ves cual prende la flexible yedra entre las grietas del altar sombrío? Puesto como enlaza a la marmórea piedra quiero enlazar tu corazón bien mío. Ves cual penetra el rayo de la luna las quietas ondas sin turbar la calma? Pues tal como se interna en la laguna quiero bajar al fondo de … Continue reading Deseo

Seeing Herself Beautiful and Nubile

I see an orchard where the time has come For harvesting, But I do not see A gardener reaching out a hand Toward its fruits. Youth goes, vanishing; I wait alone For somebody I do not wish to name. BY QASMUNA BINT ISMA’IL Translated by Christopher Middleton and Leticia Garza-Falcón


What are days for? Days are where we live. They come, they wake us Time and time over. They are to be happy in: Where can we live but days? Ah, solving that question Brings the priest and the doctor In their long coats Running over the fields. Philip Larkin, 'Days' *Poem found in David … Continue reading Days