Afternoon of April 30, 2024

when you say “I don't know” you're not lying

~Keith Snow



the bird breathes with wings of hope

~Mykyta Ryzhykh



daddy longlegs steady as he goes

~David C. Kopaska-Merkel



be ready your driver is three strawberries away

~Keith Snow



heaven is born for its own crucifixion

~Mykyta Ryzhykh



another day

adding to the list

why, why and why

~Biswajit Mishra



Nasal Passage


follows her nose

her deviated septum

leads her astray

~John H. Dromey



Ripple


Hear, see, write

Hear, see, change

See, think, change

Think, change

Hear, change

back

~Biswajit Mishra



crystal-clear dreams

I fall asleep wearing

my glasses

~John J. Dunphy



Bargaining with a hawker

And underlying him

I get repentant and

Search for the hawker

To overvalue my cognition.

~Partha Sarkar



the seagull doesn't know that it can't fly, so in the end it flies

the feathers were left lying on the windowsill

feathers can no longer be considered feathers due to the absence of a bird

feathers can turn into a souvenir

feathers can turn into an ornament of an ancient person

feathers can turn into an anthropologist's find

feathers can turn into anything

but where has the bird gone now?

~Mykyta Ryzhykh



Sweeping away the innocent dead birds,

The bastard wisdom:

Not my stupidity, El Nino causes

The birds' death

From / in heatwave.

~Partha Sarkar



birds die like dots

on the horizon of a sky

pierced by military missiles

~Mykyta Ryzhykh



dusty webs

and the husks of flies

cedar chest

~David C. Kopaska-Merkel



Chore Embellishment


Light bulb is replaced.

Dawn returns to universe.

Christ has returned.

~Chad Parenteau



writing a haiku

in the snow

the dog pees

~Noah Berlatsky



catching

large-mouthed bass as his wife gives birth

fisherman

~Roberta Beach Jacobson



Cold skin learns to warm bones

Another star falls from the sky to the ground

Another bone falls into the autumn coffin

~Mykyta Ryzhykh

 

 

"you call that a eulogy?!"

minister interrupted by

the deceased

~John J. Dunphy



tired photons fly

into the forever dark

end times

~David C. Kopaska-Merkel

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