Morning of March 17, 2025

 


The Embrace


~Jean-Paul Moyer




AI prompts

unlearning how to

think for myself


~Kevin Browne




airport layover

no flights to

an ascetic future


~Kevin Browne




do you see what I see

is the first

question


~Patrick Sweeney




Picasso’s horse

a blast of Chicago wind

through my ribs


~Randy Brooks




food pantry shelves

most of us past

our expiration dates


~Randy Brooks




the promise of spring

I gather myself

into a bouquet


~Anne Fox




File This


what if

what everyone said

they did nothing all week

was nothing


~dan smith




conversation the rain brings up worms


~Kevin Browne




the dead always want to tag along


~Patrick Sweeney




PTSD 1

 

slapping

a

child

then

telling

him

not

to

cry.


~Matt Borczon




PTSD 2

 

the

dead

deer

in

the

road

has

the

face

of

my

daughter.


~Matt Borczon




PTSD 3

 

three

days

after

that

nightmare

there

is

still

blood

under

her

nails.


~Matt Borczon




PTSD 4

 

still

washing

blood

out

of

her

hair

ten

years

later.

 
~Matt Borczon




no typo-

unlawful orders

Musk be disobeyed


~dan smith




spinning the globe

convinced i will find

something better


~Stephanie Zepherelli




your ratty sneakers

hanging out in the garage

as if you're still here


~Jennifer Gurney




I procrastinate

with the desire for nothing

clock ticking


~Francoise Maurice




choosing colors

more carefully now

last canvas


~Stephanie Zepherelli



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