all the killing
we hit nine billion
anyway
~David C. Kopaska-Merkel
home
of origin
our long-lost cat’s short return
for goodbyes
~A.J. Anwar
late night call
talking absentmindedly
in the present tense
~John Hawkhead
mascara tears
the only way is down
that same dark track
~John Hawkhead
paying
cash
the weight
of change
~Joseph P. Wechselberger
the
wounded pine weeps and the wind seems to know the woodpecker's
intent
~Joseph P. Wechselberger
chill
wind lapping water where my footprints are
~Joseph P.
Wechselberger
melting hieroglyphs pointing out all my friends at risk
~Alan Summers
mother trees the saplings sugar-warn politicians
~Alan Summers
freedom the bedroom of democracy
~Keith Snow
default settings deferring to men
~Julie Bloss Kelsey
choosing the bear Goldilocks
~Julie Bloss Kelsey
given the choice between heartburn and micro-fractures
~Patrick Sweeney
bring me back to when Curly's mind was a blank
~Patrick Sweeney
all
others the aliens
~Tejendra Sherchan
thinking in future perfect tense election day
~John Pappas
surveillance state all power to the peephole
~John Pappas
spitting out the ice cube something in my eye
~Mark Gilbert
in the wheelchair / free of blemishes / free of hair
~Mark Gilbert
sweeping generalisations under the carpet
~Mark Gilbert
new moon deciding if we dare
~John Pappas
sprinting for the train
something called
melting cheese
~Mark Gilbert
morning after election
my neighbor's flagpole
~bare
~John J. Dunphy
The Past
The three-letter word God, the five-letter
word night, the night in which I remain
offshore, the glass I stand in
the herringbone vest I button
the high room from which I go down
the door into a place where day and night are one.
~Peter Mladinic