Sergio A. Ortiz

      you dance inside my mouth fan my flames like a falling bird I’m on fire         Sergio A. Ortiz is the founding editor of Undertow Tanka Review. He lives in San Juan Puerto Rico.  He is a four-time nominee for the Sundress Best...

Claire Walker

      A Scattered Bouquet Woman must forget her own personality when she is in love… A woman is non-existent without a master. Without a master she is a scattered bouquet Cecile Sauvage It seems I have thrown myself away. The stem of my body...

Anwar Boulifa

      The Divided Self Split my body in two Spring clean my bodily compartments Splash turps on my liver Watch it shrink in 3D Ask a caller to hang me from my eyelids Hello listeners? Testing, Testing, 1,2, 1,2.     Anwar Boulifa is an...

Karen Hodgson-Pryce

      The royal card    you’re a hundred the boy reminds a hundred what she asks inclined he has her papa’s equine scowl but hair she’s spun or eyelids kissed she cannot find someone drops and condescends blow out your candles then salmon, wine,...

Lark Beltran

    Early Walk to Buy Bread Ficus trees line a long stone wall crisp on morning´s new page, in sunlight just sprung over the hill. Doves coo from the wires above a road all mine before the school cars´takeover. My steps, unhurried, follow as regular a...