Three Tanka just published in the last issue of Breath & Shadow
where is your native land? dipped in mud, my head covered with the thin blanket of poverty refugees on their last legs-- playground stones in the cupped hand of a lifeless child agoraphobia... who can blame me for declining to defy such whiteness with the snowshoe cruelty of tracks http://www.abilitymaine.org/breath/sum15b.html