Bird Women of Wells-next-the-Sea by Ingrid Jendrzejewski
“Bird Women of Wells-next-the-Sea” by Ingrid Jendrzejewski They lie in flocks on the beach, tangled amidst the seaweed, their sinewy, sun-stained bodies sprawled amidst sand and terry cloth. They watch the ships with unblinking eyes, nictitating membranes twitching with the breeze that comes in from the sea. Their limbs are wet with oils, and the smells of herring and coconut emanate from their...
Almost Awake by Molly Scott
“Almost Awake” by Molly Scott After all that who is this? Still on my feet after the woven sea recedes whispering how it almost knocked me down, whispering how it will be back Barefooted at the brink, Sand moves through my toes grain by grain Standing in place I turn to see what’s gone and what is newly given. Now that the waves are quiet I see the sea has pushed the landscape of my skin into these valleyed...
Ama by Nikki Russian
“Ama” by Nikki Russian The clear water ripples as the small clan of Ama dive with glinting daggers, lungs filled with enough air to reach the deep seabed. The bright sun streams reflections across their strong, naked bodies, darkened from a life under the sea. Scars fleck their skin from sharp fins and coral shards. Under the water, their eyes open in the salt, watching and waiting for their prey. They dart...
Against the Tide by Janet Thomas
“Against the Tide” by Janet Thomas The morning is balmy and still. A woman in a floral bathing cap and thick white bath robe walks towards the sea. Her gait is slow and measured, the walking sticks an extra set of limbs. Fifteen metres from the water’s edge she lets the sticks fall and drops the robe from her shoulders. Her limbs are weathered driftwood; the pale green bathing suit clings to her like the too...
Kantan Tasi, Song of the Sea by Mary Therese Perez Hattori
“Kantan Tasi, Song of the Sea” by Mary Therese Perez Hattori EKUNGOK LISTEN to kantan tåsi the song of the sea mañaina, in sotto voce murmurs send wisdom in sea foam power atop waves that embrace the shore salty sea spray kisses across my face EKUNGOK LISTEN Minetgot, Guinaiya, Lina’la Strength, Love, Life Minetgot, Guinaiya, Lina’la Strength, Love, Life delivered by ocean currents umbilical...
Art is my taste for freedom. I drown day and day until I pick up my paintbrush once again. So, somehow, I can tell myself that you’re not stuck in this room and that the canvas is the key.
Nina Salvadoré
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