Afternoon of December 27, 2024

 

Intertwined fingers stuck in tangled hair

And now she's a widow

~Mykyta Ryzhykh

Someone is watering the lilacs that grew instead of a cemetery

~Mykyta Ryzhykh

And the ant under your feet is me.

~Mykyta Ryzhykh

not in pairs

He bought a batch of identical pair of socks.

I told him I was going to put

all the left-hand socks in one pile

and all the right-hand socks in another pile.

It will be easier, I said.

He said ok.

~Marie Derley

 

 

the downpour

through my window

the scarred trees sway

by the clouds

a little rain

through my hatches

call me Admiral Nelson

and I'll build an island here

with a little rain

~Marie Derley

No one will cry. This disappearance will be eternal. Like dew on a mirror. Everything was

locked from the inside.

~Mykyta Ryzhykh

A coded message was transmitted in the form of a corpse. It all started when dad went to 

get vodka and I didn't even know then that I had a dad.

~Mykyta Ryzhykh

 

 

the final judgement

according to religion, someday it will be the end of the world

the righteous rewarded and the wicked punished.

The question is, what are they waiting for?

~Marie Derley

lost and found

shopper asks about

his missing chakra

~John J. Dunphy

departing geese my unfinished love story

~Mona Bedi

menopause the changing shape of water

~Mona Bedi

scratching round the corner of my thoughts a fly

~Katherine E Winnick

my body within these walls the skin breathes

~Katherine E Winnick

oak moon dad tells me his life story

~Mona Bedi

this wish to let go dandelion seeds

~Mona Bedi

river stones—

i too become better

with age

~Mona Bedi

end of the year —

the last supper

of expired oats

~R. Suresh babu

Every year

is like the last year

but worse.

~Noah Berlatsky