creekside
wedding –
no mention of god
in the ceremony
~Robert Epstein
twelve disciples near grandmother's dinner table
breaking bread among her countless children
~Fhen M.
intermission–
synonym for long line
at the ladies room
~Jennifer Gurney
bioengineered
for more antioxidants
tomatoes
coloring my world
purple
~Bonnie J Scherer
Fork
Fed
the
ungrateful zombies.
we
are out
of
tea spoons
Where
did they go?
~Keith Snow
in
the pink of light
she turns slowly back
to moon putty
~Robert Epstein
near the end, he was even shushing spiders
~Patrick Sweeney
in this realm, I'm the laid-back neurotic and you're my Zen master
~Patrick Sweeney
passing through quantum logic gates
the water's
sound
~Patrick Sweeney
breech birth
the racket
outside
~Patrick Sweeney
Sunday
cawing
I recite the noise ordinance
to no avail
~Robert Epstein
my brothers are Snickers
my sister a Heath
I’m sweet and salty
in this Candy Land
of treats
~Bonnie J Scherer
infinitely
small or large
the calculus
of our relationship
~Bonnie J Scherer
she stopped his rhetorical imperialism with a salty radish
~Patrick Sweeney
a jellyfish
showing me
the way
~Patrick Sweeney
she's trying to purify the Myshkin in me
~Patrick Sweeney
on the rocks
my martini
and marriage
~Bonnie J Scherer
rhino(plasty) ––
losing more
than
just habitat
~Bonnie J Scherer
pine cones speak to me of reincarnation
~Robert Epstein
she wants me to pause for oxygen and meaning
~Patrick Sweeney
in
Japan
they'd call this train
empty
~Jennifer
Gurney
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