the old man found the
words to make her a poem
~Patrick Sweeney
Old man plays his violin
in a doorway of shade;
people down the street
turn their backs
but
listen still.
~Diane Webster
The boat sinks
below
the surface
of the water
now reflective
after
erasure.
~Diane Webster
getting adjusted again
to the weight
of
the world
~Patrick Sweeney
in the chapel
we raise up our heads
to
catch a glimpse
~RJ Humbl
The pier was built
so people could
walk on water
and
still stay dry.
~Diane Webster
for all his subtextual acuity
he was dumbfounded to discover
he'd
been in a French restaurant for hours
~Patrick Sweeney
Inauguration Day
a woman jumps
onto
the tracks
~Ruth Holzer
fleeing his city
a man with a crutch
and
a water bottle
~Ruth Holzer
listen, if you don't mind, I can't spend my vacation
talking about the position a cockroach holds
in
the cosmic scheme of things
~Patrick Sweeney
ten
milligrams away from melancholy this new life
~Ruth Holzer
play-acting
my debut on google earth
~Roberta Beach Jacobson
he
feels personally rejected if you say you don't like Jerry Lewis
movies
~Patrick Sweeney
seven
seas of microplastics colonizing Mars
~Ruth Holzer
before
installing her eyes scan me for malware
~Vijay Prasad
legal
jeopardy so many questions remain
~Roberta Beach Jacobson
he
did everything he could with the turnips he was given
~Patrick Sweeney
No comments:
Post a Comment