Carolyn Forché

Nov/Dec 2019

The Last Puppet

By Carolyn Forché

Moonlight taps on the puppet maker’s hut, the tip of a brush touching hide, light falling into water from an egret’s wings like tears on glass. Stones dusted with ash. […]

Nov/Dec 2019

Water Crisis

By Carolyn Forché

They have cut off the water in the sinking metropolis. Do not wash clothes! Bathe only with small buckets! Meanwhile, cisterns on the roofs of the rich send it singing […]