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Issue 12

POETS

ADUKURI, JAGANNATH RAO
AGARWAL, PRATEEK
BRASSEUR, JEAN
BRYAN, TANYA
COOK, COREY
CORJESCU, DAN
DA VINCI, GIA
DRURY, IVO
EDWARDS, DAVID
EVANS, LEE
FLEMING, RORY
GRANT, TODD
HART, PIORRE
HOWELL, ROBERT
HUNTER, LINDA
JOHNSON, CHRIS
JOO, JUNGMIN
JOY, BERNARD
KOJI, WILLIAM F.
LEO, JILL
LIN, SEN
M. RIZAL, KIMBERLY
MAEDER, EMILY
MANUS, GRADY
MCGAVOCK, IE
MIDDLETON, KAYLYN
NEUKIRCH, COLIN
PEREIRA, MARICARMEN
RAJAMANICKAM, VISHNU
ROBBINS, DOUG
SAMUELSON, AUDREY
TUSTIN, JOHN
WOLFE, MITCHELL

Corey Cook



phone rings as Dad’s name
scrolls across caller ID -
gone two years today




Corey Cook



divorced for days now -
skin on my ring finger still
indented and smooth




Gia Da Vinci



There’s a fine line
between sated and starving.
I’m always dancing in between.




Ivo Drury



rain, tumultuous
earthworms flee the saturated soil
to expire on the desert of asphalt




Ivo Drury



respecting the right side
between mentor
and tormentor




David Edwards



The ocean
most uncertain
of plateaus




Vishnu Rajamanickam



A salty tear rolled
To the mouth’s crevice
And became scarlet.




Piorre Hart



I decide to re-open
The book of my life
It opens to the page marked present




Piorre Hart



Lashing waves cut through rocks
Water reigns
Conquest of stone




William F. Koji



Spring in the Mojave
Wild flowers cover the desert
Joshua’s bloom




Jean Brasseur



steel box of memories
our soundtrack plays endlessly
to ghosts of dead flowers




Tanya Bryan



so then we are no longer friends
but strangers who once knew
each other’s secrets




Chris Johnson



moment by moment
encompassed, encompassing
all blooming anew




Chris Johnson



we shared stories bold
worthless hours transmuted
refined into gold




Grady Manus



frost covers the earth
a lady draped in fine lace
beautiful and cold




Ie Mcgavock



peony blossoms
battered by rain
athletes at race end




Ie Mcgavock



man manages the land
ruled by mountains and rivers
indifferent to man




Ie Mcgavock



freshets of images
from drifts of dream
dried up in the morning light




Doug Robbins



The Joker was the fool.
He was her jester
who melted in her hands like chocolate in the sun.




Kaylyn Middleton



salt animal blazes through
a fevered universe, listening
for you in the ghostly night




Jagannath Rao Adukuri



The curtains will fall for you
Letting in sun rays holding dust atoms.
We are dust , atoms and swirling.




Jagannath Rao Adukuri



They sit still in shadows and evenings.
They stay huddled together on the shore
For boat and togetherness.




Kaylyn Middleton



Workers toiled all night
Still they could not heave the moon
Back into its sky




John Tustin



The faucet drip-drips
The clock goes on tick-tocking
I wait for knowledge




John Tustin



Scars of distant years
And scars of the nearer ones
Itch differently




John Tustin



First time I saw you
My eyes, my heart were set afire
Your eyes fanned those flames




Audrey Samuelson



With her fake fur coat and high heels
She didn’t have to say anything
I knew what she was selling




Rory Fleming



Monks lie to husbands
Mostly when they are husbands
Monks don’t have husbands




Mitchell Wolfe



A slip of the tongue
After midnight is common
Bottles contain ends




Bernard Joy



we almost know the world, each day,
is ready to burst into apple blossom; not waiting,
nor remembering, we keen, all spring, our sense of scent




Colin Neukirch



The rails fly under me,
My view from the box car
A brown and blue blur.




Sen Lin



Here’s a bachelor’s degree,
Graduation cap and gown.
But the future frightens me.




Robert Howell



All
Anyone remembers
Is the fall




Linda Hunter



The smell of honey suckles in the air.
I am sunbathing from the warmth of the sun.
Listening to children play from afar.




Dan Corjescu



Old lusts osseous under forgotten carpets
blue wind in a terracotta bowl
your hands will never touch that door knob again




Todd Grant



an epitaph in the sand
the words I should have said
while she was alive




Todd Grant



a milksnake slithers
across a sunbaked highway
Jim Morrison writes another poem




Todd Grant



evening rain
her side of the closet
is bare




Emily Maeder



Slow day at the snow cone stand
Toned old men in spandex run along the tide
Maybe I’ll take up the cello




Audrey Samuelson



Stirred from slumber
By the muffled melody
Of motel love making




Kimberly M. Rizal



Star-sprinkled heaven
So free and far above me
Still I try to reach.




Kimberly M. Rizal



Dawn has come at last
Peeking over horizons
Fair light in the sky.




Kimberly M. Rizal



Crystal comets graze
Speed of light, ranging billow
Silver and blue dust.




Jungmin Joo



this place I linger
killing time
until it kills me




Jungmin Joo



laughter
a survival mechanism
for undying pain in my heart




Prateek Agarwal



I’d abandon the luminance,
For the illuminating dark of the Moon,
For its ungenerous glow.




Maricarmen Pereira



I never said we’d be perfect,
But the picture of you and I,
Is a shot I’d take.




Audrey Samuelson



The gaudy neon motel sign
Serves as a kitschy lighthouse
For droopy-eyed motorists




Lee Evans



Car’s roof ripped off
Cirrus brightens my bald head
Sunset drives home




Jill Leo



possibilities
glittering above my head
shattered at my feet