UNDERTOW TANKA REVIEW ISSUE 11 Painting by Remedios Varo TANKA Remedios Varo tentacles wrap tightly around her throat . . . everything once tucked safely inside her quickly makes its escape ―Michael H. Lester I dream of hidden rooms and secret doors, holding all the lost things pets long departed live there among cluttered memories ―Deborah L. Davitt one night the pavilion of women disappears as if a house of sand-- butterfly tent no longer needed for another hundred years ―Alice Jennings my body will shred through atmospheres, into space form constellations with my gore and tongue licked clean of censure, starlight, or you ―Megan Parker HAIKU Remedios Varo cedilla her cough becomes a sough ―David J. Kelly veiled sun
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