Afternoon of December 15, 2024

now leasing

my place

in the universe

~Kelly Moyer

 

 

 

twelve days 'til Christmas; the mother ship is over New Jersey

~Patrick Sweeney

Katsushika Hokusai Algorithm

Write, erase, rewrite

erase again, glitch, and then

an AI blossoms.

~Noah Berlatsky

new occupant

tree roots

in the basement

~Anthony Lusardi

early morning

a glaze of lake water

on the turtle’s shell

~Anthony Lusardi

clean sheets

the fresh scent

of abandonment

~Kelly Moyer

backyard renovations rings on an old stump

~Anthony Lusardi

she doesn't want to hear anything bad about bluejays in the snow

~Patrick Sweeney

moonless night

I surrender my fears

to The Elephant

~Kelly Moyer

eras

when Swiftian

meant Jonathan

~dan smith

soup kitchen

diner asks a server

for the recipe

~John J. Dunphy

observing the generally unobserved in the free museum of my mind

~Patrick Sweeney

my emotional equilibrium is easily disturbed

by the mere mention of going somewhere else

to do something

~Patrick Sweeney

when Santa crosses the thirty-eighth parallel

~Patrick Sweeney

 

 

Our Touchstone Award nominations to be announced tomorrow!