Under the Volcano ____AKSHR

Under the Volcano

 

With enlightenment there is no liking and disliking

 

the onions, the garlic, the green peppers and tomatoes

 

to chop like a butcher through muscle, bone

 

there is no time and there is no season

 

only the stench of death in the air—ashes to ashes

the dead chicken wings in my throat every morning at breakfast.

Without further ado, 

here are the winners of our Speaking for Ourselves Award for Best Creative Non-Fiction:

____AKSHR