Poets in this issue — click a name to read
- Bickley, Sara
- Bounds, Sandra
- Cancro, Theresa
- Chameleon, Jesus
- Christina, Martha
- Cooley, Zachary
- Crunkilton, Adam
- De Dominicis, Tamara
- Edwards, David
- Fischer-smith, Jeffrey
- Gardiner, Tim
- Giffin, Elisabeth
- Harn, Casey
- Hartwell, Richard
- Iuppa, Suzanne
- Kamstra, Bauke
- Kimathi, Teddy
- Leavitt, Erin
- Legg, Jordan
- Maglas, Marieta
- May, Nancy
- Melton, Bill
- Mezynski, Neila
- Nicholas, Joe
- Nyberg, Sydney
- Oliverson, Alissa
- Passant, Matt
- Quid, Oliver
- Ranaldi-adams, Valentina
- Schmitt, Jennifer
- Sharp, Cynthia
- Taylor Nielsen, David
- Tower, Jessica
- Ward, Brandon
- Wasilewski, Nells
- West, Tyson
- Westcott, Mary
- Wong, Deborah
- Youngers, Dylan
- Zugish, China
Suzanne Iuppa
The pen and ink card you sent
holds tight to the shelf; full-vent
in my eyes and gut: love spent.
Brandon Ward
Hot pink blossoms-
The seagull’s shadow skims
Over the trees
Brandon Ward
No letter today-
Only stray kittens have
Come and gone
Nells Wasilewski
layers of evening
breezes, starlight and moon glow
summer seduction
Nells Wasilewski
deep in the iced pond
Koi as still as the cat--
staring through the roof
Dylan Youngers
Rotated about me,
these curves bind
volumes.
Dylan Youngers
Backlit trees
counted our way
to the waterfront.
Jesus Chameleon
leaky icebox’ pipes...
drinking coffee as cocks crow
a firewall hole
Bill Melton
Urban coyote
Easy meals outside mansions
Designer dog gone
Bill Melton
Sunrise lit the sky
Rembrandt’s gloom to Vermeer’s light
With just one quick stroke
Tamara De Dominicis
How the full moon beckons!
Lighting a silver pathway
onward over the waves.
Joe Nicholas
Bottles clinking
behind my eyes, a burning
darkness ahead.
Joe Nicholas
I lit the road on fire
to watch the creatures run
with no where to go.
Oliver Quid
Through the crystal
Clear glass, a man with a flute-
Leaning with every blow
Jeffrey Fischer-Smith
stale air blows
as a one-legged sailor hurls his
revenge at its mark
Jeffrey Fischer-Smith
wealthy Chinese bride
dreams of a great white wedding
her arms swimming in the soup
Tyson West
naked maja moon
silver light swells to the touch
of hot humid air
Martha Christina
The young sycamore
glitters, gift-wrapped
by overnight ice.
Jessica Tower
I’m sure you’ve been told that your short square
hair is like a red peacock, ready to take flight.
But I think you look pretty.
Tim Gardiner
Grass grows long
hiding rotten apples
an empty lot
Cynthia Sharp
the moon through my window
I walk outside
in her winter light
Zachary Cooley
amazing how your world
could alter with a trite
greet with a stranger
Casey Harn
drab pink horizon -
the spoon clinks in her
cold cup of coffee
Casey Harn
waving prairie grass -
breath coming in
breath going out
Sara Bickley
Shrove Tuesday:
bread pudding
bubbling over Sterno.
Marieta Maglas
Red corals and blue algae,
Wet sadness and swimming love
Need their own light.
David Taylor Nielsen
In a reptilian striptease
My entire skin is shed.
Sexy... to the cold-blooded.
Deborah Wong
Lethargic April
Disrobing tranquility
My dear happenstance
Richard Hartwell
reptile pushups only serve
to pump food lust of passing birds
not too sated for a lizard feast
Richard Hartwell
granite blocked bridge to Fall
moss covered Stonehenge
beckons to then from now
Sydney Nyberg
I was a child once
And realized too late
I’d grown up too fast.
David Edwards
apothegm on dirt:
you’re better off cold above
than warm under it.
Alissa Oliverson
nightfall blindfolds earth
light sneaks upon moon and shines
a peek in the dark
Teddy KIMATHI
He has sunflowers at night;
he wants to see the light
in thick darkness
Adam Crunkilton
Who are you?
to make the human model possible,
to behold miles, little in every way.
Mary Westcott
Smashing wave bodies
against the cliff
bare their white bellies.
Nancy May
in a warm spring day
a new born lamb rests inside
the tree’s cool shadow
Mary Westcott
Oh, butterfly with broken
wing, I watch you feed on sweet
nectar, and my heart bleeds white.
Jennifer Schmitt
Little sparrow sings
His song resonates in me
Quiet is my soul
Matt Passant
Desert sand falling-
On stranded debris, floating-
In blurry mirage of ocean wave.
Matt Passant
Silence shattering
the sky. Streaming
Shards of fractured blue.
Jordan Legg
You wanted to own me
but I wanted to belong.
You freed me into exile.
Neila Mezynski
Her words brushed under the carpet
If he could retrieve them and
make them his own.
Elisabeth Giffin
side by side, we sat (four times)
our feet in hotel bathtubs, floating,
freer than we’d ever be (or been).
Erin Leavitt
Butt-hurt decisions
Because I spoke my mind
No middle ground
China Zugish
She Couldn’t Blend
When She Wore Red.
She Was Red All Over
Sandra Bounds
Pear trees
clad in purest white
heralds of resurrection
Bauke Kamstra
Wheat water light
weak & running from my eyes
birds still fly.
Theresa Cancro
ardent thorns petrify my grace,
magnify potent fire, raise
the heart’s braille
Valentina Ranaldi-Adams
red clay pot broken
plant and dirt now on porch floor
creature at fault gone