Poetry

You were like the sun’s warmth after days of clouds and rain, like hot chocolate and warm socks on...

  I am writing poetry in a Burger King. Who is she? Edgy indie girl who struggles with spitting...

  E hine, e hine, kia tau te mauri e Kia rere, kia pūheke tō awa atua e  ...

  Mai i te Kore ki te Pō ki te whai-ao ki te ao Marama tihei mauri ora  ...

[Previously published in Landfall 227)   Haere mai, Aroha.  Is that your true name?  It ripples like spirits over...

Heke nuku mai Heke rangi mai Huihuia mai  Te reo Māori Ki te mata o taku arero Hei reo...

As unfortunate as it is, flatting isn’t for everyone. A harsh truth some may delight in. Consequent to this...

Dark sexy beans float we both do In this sensual dance of morning routine and acceptable addiction Give me...

By Michael Moore If it weren’t for the starsthe night sky might finally be brave enough to snuff out...

I sat for 10 daysAs I sat for 10 thousand yearsI watched as the hairs on my headTurned grey...