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Feature
A collection of poetry
by Patricia Wellingham-Jones

from Mongolian Art Exhibit

I turn a corner, stunned now by faces / on the wall—masks of deities, shamans, / in papier-mâché, carved wood, stuffed skin. / Black brows pull down over glaring eyes, / red mouths stretch in snarls or gentle smiles. (more...)
POETRY
Patricia Wellingham-Jones
Isabelle Ghaneh
Todd Heldt
Pamela Miller
Joan Dy
Lina ramona Vitkauskas
Michelle Bitting
Arthur Joyce
Adrienne Lewis
Anne Durant
Kathryn Ugoretz
Cheryl Stiles
Ellaraine Lockie
Arlene Ang
Ellen Wade Beals
JeFF Stumpo
Lita Sorensen
Andrena Zawinski
Rebecca Clark
Jim Coppoc
Carly Sachs
CREATIVE NONFICTION
Siri Steiner
Theodore Worozbyt
Hal Ackerman
VISUAL ART
Gretchen Skillman
Shawn Sargent
Rebecca Harper
Concetta Ceriello
Patrick Tucker
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Cherry Blossoms
by Isabelle Ghaneh

Tracing the tip of your tongue across my satin camisole
outlining the bold red splashed print
circling the pattern with your lips
letting saliva droplets mark out the white flowered branches
loose limbed thighs open for your tongue
gently probing each inner crease
traveling down your hand, the sense of myself is erased
until I see my own hand, caressing yours
coffee we share later
each cup tasted to be sure the sugar laden one goes to the right recipient
the slightly burnt nut flavor, must be owned by you
mine is sweetened
I have learned through eons of time
that two who come together again unexpectedly, after time apart
which one spent traveling in the desert, acquiring a spouse
since lost in a hot climate
looking for pocket change, coins glistening in the sun
and one spent purchasing a soon to be wedded wife
waiting to be ransomed by a black rain splashed limo
expectantly moving up in line, to bring presents to you
can only expect chocolate donuts
and pumpkin muffins
for breakfast
I sit at tomorrow’s Monday desk
opening paper, feeling underneath my brushed buttons
the soft blossoms traced out
by your tongue, hands, fingers
leaving gentle smudges
etched in invisible ink



Isabelle Ghaneh has poetry in Dimsum-Asia's Literary Journal, The Magpie's Nest, Pedestal Magazine, Surface Art Magazine, Pennine Ink, SNReview, The Fairfield Review, EOTU Ezine, and The Copperfield Review.
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