Issue No. 10, Autumn 2014

From the trees of faithfulness wings soar to heaven;
its root is fast in the earth, its branch in the sky.


She paused by the side
of the road and rested in a folding
chair beneath ash tree shade
at the latest bouquet – daisies and pink
carnations next to a wooden cross.
Manyara had the head of a
body covered in white tiger
moths, and roots for legs.
Her legs tried to dig
into the earth while the moths
ached to fly. A split
Thoughts growled, Who
was buried here?
She sensed a young
ferret beneath the crust.
Speaking through
What is your story?
The ferret with a dark sable mask said,
I was killed by a swerving
car. Then carried off the street
and buried by weasels.

Cindy Rinne creates art and writes in San Bernardino, CA. She is an author with Michael Thomas Cooper of Speaking Through Sediment (forthcoming). Cindy is a reader for Tin Cannon by PoetrIE and a Poetry Editor for The Sand Canyon Review, Crafton Hills College, CA. She is a translator. Cindy is a founding member of PoetrIE. Her work appeared or is forthcoming in The MOON Magazine, Dual Coast Magazine, Artemis Journal, Meat for Tea: The Valley Review, Pirene’s Fountain, The Poetry Bus (Ireland), The Wayfarer, Extinguished, Extinct Anthology by Twelve Winters Press, The Lake (England), and others.