Francesca Castaño lives and works in Barcelona. She is a Spaniard who writes in English. Her Master’s thesis was published by the University of Barcelona. Her poems have appeared in Ygdrasil, A Journal of the Poetic Arts: Selected Poems by Francesca Castaño, Shot Glass Journal, The Foliate Oak Literary Journal Annual Print Edition, Decades Review, Whitehot Magazine Volume 4, among others. She was awarded the 2016 Blackwater Poetry Competition Prize.
Zarina Zarina was on the way to the shop where she worked; I was driving to my office; after much insistence, she stepped into my car…
The morning is today: a sestina The postman brought all messages these days with a clot. I waited long at my window thinking: really, but really? Wasn’t it always some sort…
Now Just one cigareta – and we‘ll think up blissfull moments beside the water, on shores that become embers: in words, on sores, sometimes a wave;…
Bohag (Part 1) I should have put on the windcheater jacket before going out. A full-sleeve tee shirt wouldn’t have been bad either. The morning breeze in the…
History Cannon-foddered Histories are fodders for cows, they give-in to lot of chewing. I had a thing for the spice-route and my wife said it’s pretty kinky,…
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