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Issue 14



Authors

Agarwal, Prateek
Buckley, Thomas
Drury, Ivo
Edwards, David
Erickson, J Divina
Everett, Ian
Franco Fatzinger, Ines
Houlis, Allie
Johnson, Dorothy
Joy, Bernard
Lebeau, Mary Delle
Mccarthy, John
Mcgavock, Ie
Middleton, Kaylyn
Nenadov, Mark
Nesterova, Yuliya
Oestreich, David
Pella, Patricia
Pless, Delia
Rajamani, Ashok
Ramser, Emily
Ridgeway, Kevin
Robbins, Doug
Samuelson, Audrey
Shackelford, Kelly
Xu, Jessica




Kaylyn Middleton



the sun will blossom
precious golden lotus,
its petals engulfing its neighbors




Kaylyn Middleton



the ocean loves me
but is not IN love with me
and now the sun, too.




Ian Everett



Shrouded in blue
A breathless echo
Caressing my soul




Mark Nenadov



Under a Russian olive tree
blazing wintry beauty
hope mingled with fear.




J Divina Erickson



Starwrecked he searches
for a satellite
with familiar frequencies--




Jessica Xu



New life emerging
from the dry, barren ground
entering the world.




Jessica Xu



Swaying, Waving,
Green leaves swishing in the water,
In the still quiet.




Doug Robbins



Smiling Jack o lanterns wave to me.
Gums are bleeding.
Razor blades are lodged inside the candy apples.




Doug Robbins



Bearded man stands at my door.
His face is hardened by combat.
His stare is blank. He is my son.




Ivo Drury



his private thoughts
packed deep into red clay amphorae
safe storage through turbulent tides




Ivo Drury



May rain aftermath
sun through half-leafed trees
on coruscating stream




Ivo Drury



empty dresser drawer
redolent of grandmother
at the antiques show




David Edwards



Who can say what I am but I?
I am not needed... no one is.
If Caesar could die, so can I!




David Edwards



as insensately
as the inner workings of
a watch-- grass growing




David Edwards



tides cannot efface
footprints at the ocean's end
some work's left to wind




Doug Robbins



Tinsel shimmers on a Douglas Fur.
Ribbons fly and children smile.
That's how Christmas used to be.




Ie Mcgavock



forty years of marriage
his heart still gently thrumming
as she comes through the door




Ie Mcgavock



wild flower posy in woven pannier
leather-strapped to handlebars
of single speed Raleigh




Prateek Agarwal



O mortal! Death has its wicked ways,
The hate you spread blossoms
While all your love decays...




Audrey Samuelson



They hold the child in place
And drill a hole into the back of his head
Flakes of sawdust on a filthy concrete floor




Patricia Pella



Velvet Elvis
the silence of dreams
that no longer fit




Patricia Pella



mission bells
ringing in succession
echoing amen




John McCarthy



spring fan blades turn
blowing dust off your picture
a ghost rising from the frame




John McCarthy



laying upside down
it's raining flowers blooming
into a calm sun-stained ocean




John McCarthy



I want my name
to be in your mouth
like peanut butter stuck to its roof




Delia Pless



you knew I was mad
so I looked out the window
and I crossed my arms




Delia Pless



How it is now –
onions for dinner,
crying all the time.




Delia Pless



Today feels like a bathtub.
My watch says 9:47.
Of course I believe it.




Emily Ramser



flooding her mouth, under tongue
the dam’s shattered; goodbye peel
broken walls, rushing flavor tainted water




Emily Ramser



fabric sewn of petals,
and pollen, the dreams
of bees dancing in the breeze




David Oestreich



The ocean hums her moonlit lullaby,
rocks a stony cradle
with pale fingers.




David Oestreich



The sea carries hundreds of white flags
as its ranks advance, signals to shore
a truce it is already breaking.




David Oestreich



The tide repeats its timeless lesson
to the doltish shore—
a student who will only forget.




Dorothy Johnson



Reflections of life
mirrored on the surface glaze
what is underneath




Dorothy Johnson



Unasked unbidden we accept with grace
The gratitude offered
For gifts of love




Dorothy Johnson



Devils leave me tatteredand weary
I vow not to surrender
Angels will watch over me




Bernard Joy



only that which clings fears loss
an open hand is immortal;
the fist, just a ghost.




Ines Franco Fatzinger



Love is like candy
Sweetens the days of my life
No salty tears now




Allie Houlis



She lives within
a splattercolor wonderland
hides beauty alone




Allie Houlis



humans look just like
wasps from above. hurried,
violent, and mad




Allie Houlis



life is like writing
suicide doesn’t erase
it crosses out




Mary Delle LeBeau



orchid throat open
in pink glory
sighs in astonishment




Mary Delle LeBeau



puffin bird
lights on a rock
nestling begs




Kelly Shackelford



pink frosted delight
sugar explosion to mark
twenty-nine...again.




Kevin Ridgeway



At twenty, I sharpened knives
to bleed myself dry
At thirty, I dream of living light




Kevin Ridgeway



The beard brimmed over my chest, catching
everything as a memento
Clean shaven everything belongs to memory




Thomas Buckley



Forget-me-nots bloom
and wilt like watered memories
Plant forget-me-nows




Ashok Rajamani



nine mile stage
scorches and burns
piano remains so pain returns




Yuliya Nesterova



Hippocrates and humours
to MRIs and tumours;
but Euclid's maths survive in class.




Yuliya Nesterova



After 3000 years
Still looking at the stars
But now from space