Afternoon of March 3, 2024

Postapocalyptic Rerun

Stone Age redux

Flintstones fans

get a Fred start

~John H. Dromey

Bread and Butter Logic

let a diner whose

manners are impeccable

cast the first scone

~John H. Dromey

Full Wheel on Display

blue moon

for limited time only

blue cheese

~John H. Dromey

I thought I was broken

like a pot with no handles.

I thought I was broken

like the sky spitting out birds.

I thought I was broken like

thoughts cracking open.

And in each shell a mandible.

And in each mandible a shard.

~Noah Berlatsky

Intimate venue?

Reading from wooden pallet

in a parking lot

~Keith Snow

Some count sheep to sleep

I was counting syllables

While I was sleeping

~Keith Snow

In my haiku dream

searching for seasonal words

 find thyme finally

~Keith Snow

switching off

airplane mode

time

to let the world

back in

~Nicola Schaum

swimming pool

I clean the death trap

bugs and butterflies

~Nicola Schaum

twisted ovary

like a lamb

to slaughter

hoping

for a miracle

~Nicola Schaum

he loves me. . .

                  running 

                          out 

                               of 

                                   petals

                                            ... not 

~Nicola Schaum

dark corners

I need a spider

to catch my flies

~Kimberly Kuchar

all along

my dreams were made of lead

Maltese Falcon

~Kimberly Kuchar