releasing itself
the
butterfly in my throat
~Marjorie Pezzoli
The
ever-changing flight plan of the clouded sulphur butterfly
~Patrick Sweeney
The reporter's asking the wrong people
if
there were any warning signs
~Patrick Sweeney
The missing sock was found only after the house was condemned and demolished,
leaving the nebby neighbor to contemplate the previous owner's
one
barefooted hop into paradise
~Patrick Sweeney
People
kept telling him he matched the description of the man reported
missing
~Patrick Sweeney
Under
the susurration of mimosas, this is no time to mispronounce the
names of the gods
~Patrick Sweeney
Searching
for the emergency exit in her eyes
~Patrick Sweeney
She
made her diagnosis after watching him dance
~Patrick Sweeney
I don't have time to
not have time for
the time I don't
have
~Noah Berlatsky
main character syndrome
you weren't even
the main character
in your own life let
alone
mine.
~linda m. crate
i
wanted to sleep in the library
knew there i would find peace
not
arguments.
~linda m. crate
oblivious
to what I am thinking
a
crow
~Joseph P. Wechselberger
at the zoo
two monkeys watch
a
boy picking his nose
~Joseph P. Wechselberger
russets
a worm burrows
to
the core
~Melissa Dennison
head-butt
I apologise
to
the wasp
~Melissa Dennison
Unfinished
like Duchamp's
smashed glass
we bounce along
thinking about
what to do
instead of what
not
to do
~dan smith
libran's
sick day the horoscope confirms it
~Tejendra Sherchan
a quiet green bud
teaches patience without words
vegetation
the government agency
sets
fire
~Manasa Reddy Chichili / Uchechukwu Onyedikam
♪
♪ ♪ And I Am Telling You . . .
you are not staying
this is my house, that is my door
find yourself outside of it
by the time I finish this song ♪ ♪ ♪
or
else
~S. T. Eleu
a bee
bumped into a log
and
then…
~Kamrun Nahar
living
their unauthorized version bootleg tapes
~Peter Jastermsky
junk drawer
there's a life in here
somewhere
~Peter Jastermsky
chips
off the old block party
~Peter Jastermsky
fight
or flight another bad bird app
~Peter Jastermsky
hoping
for another dream my birth mother
~Stephen Toft
lonely
becoming dusk
~Stephen Toft
red
light district
out of the corner of my eye
a plastic jesus
~Stephen Toft
deep
winter
i make shadows
on your wall
~Stephen Toft
midnight
cars x-ray my body
~Stephen Toft
after the x-rays
CAT scans
MRIs
so much
for
privacy
~Ed Bremson
little angels
die
on
сhristmas trees
~Mykyta Ryzhykh
the
word "God"
~Mykyta Ryzhykh
polarity
holding the image antique camera
~Sarah Mahina Calvello
star
fracture welcome to this mad chaos
~Sarah Mahina Calvello
Red
and Black Pear with Butterflies, Sunglasses and Black Bird
~dan smith
