PoetryIssue 22 | April 2015

Edinburgh, Alone

by Stephanie Papa

You go home with a stranger, Michele from Milan.
Using the moonlight from his ceiling window,
He traces a bruise on your hip bone,
Which glows like a flounder on the ocean floor.

In the morning, before you climb Arthur’s Seat,
He makes you an espresso
And points out the merging sea and sky;
The same gale grey.

Why did you come here alone, in the dead of winter—
Only to end up surrounded by a stranger’s cold china?
On top of Arthur’s Seat,
You barely balance against the wind.

About the author

Stephanie Papa is a writer, editor and teacher currently working towards an MFA in Poetry in Paris, France. Spontaneous travel keeps her curious. Her most recent love affair is with Brazil. Her work has been published in Cleaver Magazine, Four Chambers Press, great weather for media, and Paris/Atlantic.

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Two poems by Anne Babson
Vignette, Townhouse, 9 a.m. by Troy Cunio
Night Becomes Day Over the West by Megan Foley
Yukon River Aurora by D. B. Goman
Two Poems by David Havird
Cretan Love Letter by Emily Linstrom
Holland by Rick Mullin
Fear in Kenya by Kristina Pfleegor
The Lounge Lizard by Ed Shacklee
Two Poems by Sarah J. Sloat
Night Flight by Vicki Stannard
Koinonia Farms by Alina Stefanescu
Thessaloniki, Four a.m. by Anastasia Vassos
Imaginary Oceans by Jason Warren
Two Poems by F. J. Williams

Postcard prose

It’s Salty by Kelly Hill

Travel notes

Anchorage in the Great Land by Karen Benning
The Value of Small Money by Megan Hallinan
Screensaver by Sandra Larson
Thirty Cents by Tommy McAree
Gokarna by Kate McCahill
Going Places by Rachel Miller-Howard
Susanville CA: Notes From The Road by Susan Volchok