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Published by Poetry Editor on November 28, 2015. This item is listed in Issue 28, Issue 28 Poetry, Poetry

Tire under the bridge

tireunderbridgehangs by ribbons
knotted from plastic straws.

It swings back and forth
by the breath of a bored witch
winking from an abandoned building.

And then the tire stretches,
droops into a thin ovoid
as soot-angels from the drainage

clamber for a spot to play—
their rust wings crackling
on the heads of line-cutting scoundrels.

Grass blades hiss warning
at the strike of three, the witch retreats
and the angels dribble down the way they came.

Children in school uniforms fill the streets.
They take turns on the tire swing.

–Anne Carly Abad

Anne Carly Abad is currently busy trying to learn a new trick—jewelry-making.
Her written work has appeared or will appear in NameL3ss Digest, Apex, and Not
One of Us
. Her science fiction novel The Light Bringer’s Kingdom saw print this year and is now available at Amazon.

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Published by Associate Editor on May 12, 2014. This item is listed in Issue 22, Issue 22 Poetry, Poetry

Vessels

by Anne Carly Abad

 

narrated by Lourdes Abad

 

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Capillaries spider-veined into the viewing panel
like the ink he spilled on his sketch of skyline:
Blood vessels, buzzed the android operator

of the 3D printer: Cellular globs floated in flesh,
like the bubbles their children loved to blow:
epidermis, with some fat. He was no expert.

His wife’s new lips modeled after popular
symmetries. She would wear them
and he would learn to mold his kiss.

Leave them be, he told her
long before the operation. She insisted
he didn’t understand, but he did

and she did not see it was his failure.
He couldn’t make her see herself beautiful
no matter how long or how deep

he kissed her, she’d call her body hideous
and print his love on her skin
to assure herself he would never leave.

 

BIO: Anne Carly Abad recently placed in the Diogen Autumn Contest for Haiku, Senryu, Tanka & Haiga. Her work has appeared or will appear in Dreams & Nightmares, Strange Horizons, and Ares Magazine. Find out more about her at http://the-sword-that-speaks.blogspot.com/

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