Afternoon of August 27, 2024


when the Milky Way Galaxy was above and below the chained dipper

~Patrick Sweeney




the high anatomy of chewing vegetable roots and gazing at stars

~Patrick Sweeney




out

of

time

&

hyper

space

earth

no

longer

earth

~Randy Brooks




Hang On!


Moon age

day dreamer.

~Keith Snow




Earth again at last

herds of bison keep

radio silence

~David C. Kopaska-Merkel




a snake vanishes—

gravity pulls it down

into the black hole

~Suraj Nanu




the cake exploded

the guest of honor briefly

surprised by the claws

~David C. Kopaska-Merkel




zydeco deathmatch

another busker thrown

to the gators

~David C. Kopaska-Merkel




"how could they be so dumb?"

child asks his parents

after watching historical reenactors

depict racism

~John J. Dunphy




monsoon at the end...

ants trailing thins out

in my bathroom

~Tejendra Sherchan




pest control

she brooms the salesman

off the porch

~Randy Brooks




I heard that there was a paradise.

But we wouldn't have it anymore.

Some idiot would have lost it.

~Marie Derley




a man’s shadow...

shrinks and vanishes

as he leaves the light

~Tejendra Sherchan




The blunt skeletons in sharp competition


The cloudy morning.

The three-wheelers are rushing breathlessly

To catch more passengers.

I watch and watch day by day

The blunt skeletons in sharp competition

And correct a geography lesson-


Every day the sun rises in the west.

~Partha Sarkar



buttonholing perfect strangers with observational irrelevancies

~Patrick Sweeney




we had tsetse flies and H-bombs when I was your age

~Patrick Sweeney




in her quiet way, she answered all my Chinese destinies

~Patrick Sweeney




already dropped

so many shoes

~Roberta Beach Jacobson




active crime scene crumbs of the cupcake lady

~Roberta Beach Jacobson




Haiku Dilemma


I must rearrange

the poetry books. Alas,

I’m not ready yet.

~Noah Berlatsky




Mahout

just off the Pennsylvania Turnpike

the yellow straw

~Patrick Sweeney




father said to son while counting the change in his pocket:

please don't breathe

~Mykyta Ryzhykh


(Originally published in Pate Journal)




although asphyxiation was improbable,

a full congregation

simultaneously exhaling

~Patrick Sweeney

 

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