Afternoon of February 18, 2023

Every Minute

Every minute ends even

The fractured ones that

Fill up your little life.

~Dominik Slusarczyk


Particles that exist for so little time

they're only recognized by the particles their decay

leaves behind.

~Noah Berlatsky

in and out —

she dips her beak

to sip yuzu

~Rupa Anand

death results may vary

~Roberta Beach Jacobson

Bourbon cough

Lungs are booked up

With ulcers and cigarettes.

~K.G. Munro

sub zero night

the storm drops

a foot of snow

on top of

a foot of snow

~Christina Chin / M. R. Defibaugh



itchy questions

~Roberta Beach Jacobson


Awkwardly graceful

With their 9-foot wingspan and

Funny suitcase neck

~Jennifer Gurney

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