Sigil #1
~Kelly Sauvage Moyer
ray of hope
the humble seeds
of
healing
~words:
Kelly Sauvage Moyer &
image: Kendall Priest
July Fourth cookout
tossing history
into
the trash bin
~Barrie Levine
barely speaking
to one another
we the people
~Roberta
Beach Jacobson
crowded playground my mood swings
~Barrie
Levine
slipping between parentheses all the names of the moon
~John
Pappas
linking my head crown to the vortex of universe
~Tejendra
Sherchan
falling harder and tighter sewer grill
~Vishal
Prabhu
taking the scenic route her search for love
~Jahnavi
Gogoi
clambake party
her secret ingredient
too
much wine
~Jahnavi Gogoi
vineyard tour . . .
too much information
not
enough wine
~Barrie Levine
broken compass
navigating the course
of
our country
~Jennifer Gurney
last year’s fireworks-
still under the table
a
refugee counts stars
~Laila Brahmbhatt
homeless bookmark
their own shadows—
Independence
Day
~Laila Brahmbhatt
fried and frayed
the spangled banner
outside
Super Pollo
~David Cox
pilgrim’s progress
the AI begins
to
pray
~John Pappas
the only thing
my cell phone lacks
a
swiss army knife
~Madeleine Kavanagh
earthquake
not all of us
will
survive
~Roberta Beach Jacobson
Independence
Day
she watches the fireworks
reflecting on her iPhone
~Joshua St. Claire
arguing
until
I am blue in the face
day moon
~Joshua St. Claire
I
waited too long
and now it’s awkward
stratocumulus
sky
~Joshua St. Claire
morning sun
I count line segments
in
the sky
~Tuyet Van Do
July Fourth
they pay me a dollar more
per
hour
~Roberta Beach Jacobson
American experiment
will we all end up
tired
and poor
~Roberta Beach Jacobson
Picasso's pink period
rhubarb jelly drips
off
my toast
~Maya Daneva
bricked-over window
in this ancient castle
rumors
of a princess
~Maya Daneva
