ISSUE 10 UNDERTOW TANKA REVIEW
Tanka Rosario Varo Undertow Tanka: Review Issue 10 Dispatches - Somonka In the end, if she was not oblivious, my mother’s saboteur steeped her in dementia making death more like a cure. Dad hugged me at ten when his mother died; then years, my ire, and our pride split us so that his passing deterred us from another. ―Bill Cushing Unable to stay with the things I love in this, the clear world of dew, I await the world of mists and prepare to enter it ― Evan Guilford-Blake Dusk... peddling home faster, following the light I remember. ―Billy Howell-Sinnard i've loved several women-- the light in all those windows still burns ―Billy Howell-Sinnard Blood stains... pulling up thorns and thistles I close my prayer book ― Billy Howell-Sinnard a cat stretching into a spot of autumn sun... finding possibil