by Junpei Tarashi | Nov 18, 2021 | 2021, November, Poetry
Our Guardians the Pines by Lorelei Bacht https://www.agapanthuscollective.com.dream.website/wp-content/uploads/2021/11/Our-Guardian-the-Pines.mp3 When they exiled the first of usinto the woods, they did not know that we would take root and learn to devour foxes. Every...
by Junpei Tarashi | Nov 12, 2021 | 2021, November, Poetry
Unnamed by Katie Hunter https://www.agapanthuscollective.com.dream.website/wp-content/uploads/2021/11/Unnamed-by-Katie-Hunter-.m4a My name went missing once in roll call, on the playground An orphan in wet earth. I sacrificed. My mouth slicked oil on the sand But I...
by Junpei Tarashi | Oct 27, 2021 | 2021, October, Poetry
Ya got nice tits, she says, her accent makingit sounds like an insult. Little bit of a belly,she remarks as I drop my clothes and steponto the scale. I eye the number. Today is not a good day. She’s an inch shorterand twenty pounds lighter though withthat beehive she...
by Junpei Tarashi | Oct 10, 2021 | 2021, October, Poetry
The farmer’s flat cap shows his height against an oak tree.He pulls the digger with yesterday’s hands, turns the bucket,empties shouted words spoken to cattle on foggy mornings.His son pops out of a hole where a new fence is to be fenced.The farmer ignites two thumbs,...
by Surosree Chaudhuri | Sep 18, 2021 | 2021, Poetry, September
mirage by John Sweet https://www.agapanthuscollective.com.dream.website/wp-content/uploads/2021/09/mirage_-_john_sweet.m4a drugstore at the farthest edge of the desert but we had a map, had my hands in your blood, had your teeth in my heart...
by Junpei Tarashi | Sep 2, 2021 | 2021, Poetry, September
Sobre un café nos conocimos, en solo días una amistad nació, se nos reveló. Por esas mañanas tranquilas en la cocina, que era como oasis, solo importaba el café y la conversación. Esos momentos de paz- más que necesarios; contienen una cualidad vidal. Cuando hay mucho...
