Note from the Editors

 

   SEEING RED 

    ENDU(RED) ADMI(RED)
    DESI(RED) WONDE(RED)
    RUMO(RED) ADO(RED)
    ENAMO(RED) INSPI(RED)
    DISCOVE(RED) SAC(RED)
    HUNGE(RED) WONDE(RED)
    EXPLO(RED) FEATU(RED)
    AUTHO(RED) SEA(RED)
    DA(RED) UNCENSO(RED)
    SOA(RED) ADVENTU(RED)

 

 

    


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Blame It on Family


She's a looker

linked to a rock, lying on her back,
struggling to
sear fixed stories of unreachable night
into memory.

Stars shudder magnitudes
of flamboyance for a backatcha
from her pools of limp, liquid as Cassiopeia's
bedroom sighs.

Why is Andromeda chained? 
Blame it on family. 
Blame it all on family.

Perseus is a man
modern with gadgets—
winged sandals, flying horse,
a Gorgon's severed head, depending who's telling.
Like a man, he thinks he's part god.

This is a story of weight,
some from Gaea’s rounded body,
a fly-over for Perseus returning Andromeda
to Ethiopia or Palestine, depending who's telling,
where stars' lingering dreams
are massive as oceans' love of longing
for land.

Andromeda longs to be in
heaven's fearless ice, knowing it's beautiful
to be brave and in chains.


Sarah Sarai’poems are in Boston Review, POOL, Gargoyle and other journals; in her collection, The Future Is Happy (BlazeVOX); in Say It Outloud: Poems About James Brown (Whirlwind). Her stories are in journals including Storyglossia, Fairy Tale Review and The Writing Disorder.


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