Afternoon of March 1, 2025



        The Samurai


~Jean-Paul Moyer




Joshua St. Claire found himself

transformed into a horrible vermin

three-hour budget meeting


~Joshua St. Claire




Don't think of it

as getting older.


Think of it as

taking more pills.


~Noah Berlatsky




pyramid scheme

we lose another

home


~Jerome Berglund




with its masquerade

a cockroach escapes

my squashing


~Tejendra Sherchan




The world is too small to bid goodbye


I have given everything that I had.

You have given me everything that you had.

Now you have to go

As a bright journey awaits you.

But I will not bid you goodbye.


The world is too small to bid you goodbye for good.


~Partha Sarkar




almost as tall as me

                                          Tomorrow’s moon


~Joshua St. Claire




solitaire suit yourself


~Jerome Berglund




shooting star robots do not cry


~Maya Daneva




moonlight what dad never confessed


~Maya Daneva




unnecessary things scattered on the floor. including my life.


~Mykyta Ryzhykh





death never ends


~Mykyta Ryzhykh


 

mold spores laughter from behind the drywall

~Roberta Beach Jacobson




sky becoming blueberries this sunset


~Maya Daneva




paint-by-numbers lotus


                                                 no dissembly required


~Joshua St. Claire




what happened when what happened happened


~Joshua St. Claire




feeling some kinda way poppies


~Joshua St. Claire




katydid find my iPhone


~Joshua St. Claire




my incompetence the north wind presses on stones 


~Joshua St. Claire




in my thoughts just enough moonlight


~Maya Daneva




in the next game

they change the colors

of their uniforms


~Jerome Berglund




pink penguins prance

Rastafari play reggae

kittens' road trip


~Olinda Ninolakis




temple

on the side of a street

its missing God


~Tejendra Sherchan




picking through the end

of a pomegranate

stellar remnants

~Joshua St. Claire


 

 

aquarium . . . 

undersea nurses

in scuba-scrubs

~Roberta Beach Jacobson




she feels less lonely

looking out the window

into the graveyard


~Denisa Hanšutová




coyote the size of

an alsatian in this night

somewhere close


~Jerome Berglund




abortion pill

gulping the blood moon

a werewolf


~Debarati Sen



On Our Radar


Tsuri-doro:
 

Open for submissions March 1-10
 

https://tsuridoro.org/contact

 

&

 

Joyfully Wondrous:
 

Open for (poetry, photos, short fiction, art) subs March 1-7

 

magiquepublishing245@gmail.com
 
 

 

&


Fireflies' Light:

Open for poetry and essays about poetry subs March 1-31

https://www.mobap.edu/about-mbu/publications/fireflies-light/




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