..:: CONTENTS ::..

..:: POETRY ::..
Joanne Kyger
  The Distressed Look
  Sunday in the Storm Era
  San Francisco March Against War on Iraq January 18, 2003
  "Not In Our Name"
  Look! new moon
Forrest Cole
  Poem Seller
Stephen Ratcliffe
  from Cloud/Ridge
Claudio Perinot
Jamie Galgana
  Water Cycle
Christopher Arigo
  Catalogued evidence
Virgil Suarez
  Bone Soup / Sopa de Hueso
  In the House of the Birth of Christ
  When Rain Speaks of War
David Krump

..:: PROSE ::..
Han Quek
Kenneth Pobo

..:: ART ::..
Wes Tilson
  Cycling Mandalas

..:: ETC ::..
  Contributor's Notes

..:: ARCHIVES ::..


Bone Soup / Sopa de Hueso
Virgil Suárez


After a pig slaughter, my father
brought my mother a bundle
of bones wrapped in butcher

paper, a brown gift, and I watched
my mother dunk each bone
carefully into her pewter witch's

cauldron; water roils, the slivers
of flesh darken in scalding heat,
bits and pieces of sinew flake

off. All for her sopa de hueso,
bone soup, for my ailing grandma,
for the living and the dead,

the marrow of life, as she called it,
between us all, enough substance
to uplift our spirits, and nourish us.


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