Day 25: The flight

Prompt: “Hymn to Life” by James Schuyler guided by Hoa Nguyen   We wait for order to settle, like when we lay bricks to build new edifices to introduce us to the neighborhood as owners, keepers of titles, not tenants. They can rent from us, of course. Unfortunately, we cannot part from home-grown papaya fruit […]

Day 24: Kamias

Prompt: Write about a fruit   Kamia, sour green product of secret processes deep in tree veins that grow wild from the sides of houses where abundant rain drains into unknown depths. Kamia, weed-tree of Asia crowned with leaves with serrated edges, giving a sweet, unplaceable scent. Bark-clinging verdant fruit, thin stems grip a root […]

Day 6: Hell

Prompt: Ekphrastic poetry and The Garden of Earthly Delights   One December we’ll wake to a morning full of fog. What seems like snow is powdered glass mixed with sand — nostrils used to burning, eyes sting from soft breezes escaping between doorway cracks and broken walls, the smell of perpetual dread — the bombs […]

Day 3: Open a window

Prompt: Similar-sounding word bank A belated April Fools’ Day — didn’t mean to prank anyone, but it isn’t really a prank if forewarned — see if you can find the joke in this poem. It’s stuck in my head and begging to be let out for a while now, meaning, it’s always known I was […]