Edition Four.

Today some new art from our first photography submission. Then a beautiful poem from a friend. Remember we always welcome new submissions: westegg.publishing@gmail.com

My Hair

Dad

Ana Morales first began taking pictures in 2004, when she took an "Intro to Photography" class at a community college. She enjoys making the outrageous beautiful, and the beautiful outrageous. More of her art can be found on her website: www.ana-luisa.com

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I remember you

                         after Flavius J. Fisher

Maggy Roza

The sun sets in a burst of color,

settling into the hills

the way I sank into your arms, the way

you gave yourself to me, the way you held

my hand as if you were afraid

I'd float away,

the nights we spent together

on Fisherman's Wharf, telling no one,

knowing everything, the way your passing

glances made me feel

          on fire             in harmony

doused in the light of God or the Devil,

and I don't know what the birds sing

at dusk in the swamp, because all I hear

           is your name

spreading like rings on the water,

      in my veins          in my mind

how  I wanted to shout that I loved you

but I was afraid of the echo, the way

the sun is afraid, the way it sets

in a burst of color

because every time might be its last.

Maggy is a poet from Sacramento, California. She has four siblings, idolizes Jack Kerouac, and despises Southern hospitality. She plans one day to write a punk rock opera.