A Love for all Seasonings by Tess Tabak It was doomed from the start. To him, the blander the better as far as food was concerned. He thought “seasoning” meant a summer abroad. Worst of all, he hated garlic. I thought I could change him. Garlic was part...

Haiku - Two Sets by Dan Tanner    Autumn senses Musky knife-crushed cloves leak their juices on a board Garlic fingertips   Sunlight through a crack dries-out curling green scapes nailed to wooden walls   Teardrops paint her cheeks Smashing garlic and onion makes her lungs breathe clear   Cabbage in clay pots curdles under soft black earth Kimchi in the womb   Dawn....