Rose Morales says 'How was I to know?'

The Fall How was I to know?He told me he was drivingto the mountains; a shortclimb to breath clear air and revel in the change of seasons.He said how he loved the brilliantcolors; he waxed melancholyat the coming of the chill, that lonelyfeeling when the year...

Pam Thompson has wanderlust

WanderlustI met her in a bar, a small woman, in a red sleeveless sweater and a Laplander's hat with strings hanging down;a hat that looked like yellow wax.We were different, yeah, but almost the same.She asked me for a light, didn't even smoke.Asked me for a...

Marcelle Olivier is on safari

safarithe river was still for you. but i saw the menget up and wade in, their army-pantsdarken, and the reflection of loose stitchingfloat like fish between their legs. we have to check for crocodiles, you said,they like this stretch. and the wind sangin the reeds,...

Cath Barton is in Wales

We journeyed to the southernmost point of Wales A beach of pebbles    and damp sand,A skein of geese    in a grey sky,A mourning    and a celebration.We found one another.That’s what matters,    not lost...