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  April 2015
volume 12 number 1
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A J Huffman April 2015
   

 

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art by paradoxius

    A.J. Huffman has published six solo chapbooks and one joint chapbook through various small presses. She is a Pushcart Prize nominee, and the winner of the 2012 Promise of Light Haiku Contest. Her poetry, fiction, and haiku have appeared in hundreds of national and international journals, including Labletter, The James Dickey Review, Bone Orchard, EgoPHobia, Kritya, and Offerta Speciale, in which her work appeared in both English and Italian translation. She is also the founding editor of Kind of a Hurricane Press.
Kind of a Hurricane Press

   

 

Water Burial

I was dead
woman, floating in river's embrace.
Arm splayed, my eyes closed
to the harsh glare of surrounding
life. I felt the first falling
like a kiss on my cheek,
thought how appropriate for rain
to Christen my passage
,
but the sensation lingered
longer than natural. I forced
my eyes open in time
to see the yellow petals of a true tragedy,
the wind's visceral tearing
of lone hibiscus bloom. I pulled
my body from the water,
allowed the pieces to pass, to flow,
unhindered into the sunset,
already running red with our blood.

copyright 2015 A J Huffman

   

 

I Am Uncomfortable

Darkness does not allow me space
to conform, to stretch, to rest,
to breathe. I am the anomaly
that twitches in time to the ticking
of midnight's clock. I am perpetual
motion, twisting and tying
sheets of stars over my eyes. I am trying
to convince my mind it is dawn,
trying to calm myself past painful
patches of almost sleep.

copyright 2015 A J Huffman