(illustration by French artist Christine Chamson)
He came washed up, limbs wavering
shells caught in the net of his Sargasso hair
the glint of the sea lodged in his eye
the roar of its jubilance caged in his ear.
His mouth was a cavern of wo…
Desert Hyena
He asked to be forgiven
clutched his head with worn-out fingers
clean white nails filed evenly
moon-shaped….
Ghost Husband
The Chief stands at the head of the table
shaking the eagle claws strung round his neck
the bear teeth and quills fixed on his belt,
rustles the seal bones strapped round his wrists
then casts his eyes to his daughter-bride Nashawa
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Sirene
It happens at sunrise and sunset, her call
and the arch of her back,
the light catching the specks of salt on her spine.
She falls slowly, cascading into the bay,
carving through waves, streaming through sargassum
then resurfaces, lips lined wit…
