by Sofía Masondo | Aug 31, 2024 | Featured, Poetry
Interview Response after Yaël Farber Nothing I can tell you to answer your question — all I can muster is that it was that production of King Lear, Edgar emerging raw and fresh and naked from the storm, unrecognisable even to himself, his father blind and suicidal but...
by Sofía Masondo | Aug 30, 2024 | Featured, Poetry
Small hours chat (after The Poet or Half-past Three by Marc Chagall 1911-12) O celebrated bard, you should know espresso mixed with drags of Gauloise won’t steady your head. Your pondweed face betrays chaos, lays bare a wretched heart, while cubist-dissected skin...
by Sofía Masondo | Aug 29, 2024 | Featured, Poetry
Half Past Eleven Much like a burnt-out farmer flumping down upon his ache-allaying, tender bed past toiling in the unforgiving sun, Ma does the same when stove-led tasks are done, heat-pillaged, sapped, and flabby at the head, with arms full splayed. Throughout her...
by Sofía Masondo | Aug 28, 2024 | Video
Nine Moons Physic The moon changes size Tonight it is small and high white and hard as a pill While you dream of stone trees under the ground it drops from the sky into the glass beside your bed dissolves with a bone-saw sigh The water clouds and then clears stands...
by Sofía Masondo | Aug 28, 2024 | Featured, Poetry
Lot’s Daughters Visit Their Mother Each year we climbed to that place high above the ruins. The first time, our almost-twins bundled in shawls, we found her tall, unyielding, testament to all those she had loved and known: kith, kin, home: the cursed we left behind....
