Afternoon of September 6, 2025

 


transient history drained pale and empty


~Scott Holstad




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~Scott Holstad




predestined shoes


little boy sez

// <but mama>

// if they’re always & forever, where do

     >>>                s0les 

// come from before they become us?


~Scott Holstad




french fries

the pigeon’s time square

in beer cans

~Elliot Diamond

 

 


the numbers after

a decimal point…

endless pi


~Elliot Diamond



new horizons . . .

the evolution

from spoon to spork


~Kelly Sauvage Moyer




wardrobe update . . .

i crochet myself

a wise woman’s shawl


~Kelly Sauvage Moyer




hearthfire . . .

the clockwise stir

of a mouse


~Kelly Sauvage Moyer




baseball dads

we discuss our pre-son

bellies


~Joshua St. Claire




boardroom

the-before-and-after

of his bad breath


~Joshua St. Claire




cantaloupe sky

the just-so

of his dog’s porcelain teacup


~Joshua St. Claire




crimson tide

a seagull pecks

at a tampon


~Adele Evershed




chokeberries…

the Man tries to strangle

Epstein survivors


~Adele Evershed




rubber dinghy

only I’m between

migrant and immigrant


~Adele Evershed




political fog

imagining ourselves

in Canada


~Roberta Beach Jacobson




autumn equinox

looking at my beer glass

half full

~Oscar Luparia



Curly's response

to tyranny

'nyuk, nyuk, nyuk'


~Patrick Sweeney




in an unsanctioned state

mowing circles 'round each and every dandelion


~Patrick Sweeney




perplexing how charlatans with the kaboom gene

get millions to participate in their madness

'Another one of the oddities,' says Mr. Wise


~Patrick Sweeney




fridgelit floor

a silvery flake —

wriggle jiggle writhe

~Nicholas De Marino



shorn

bee mumbles

on autumn shore

~Nicholas De Marino




a prose poem

on the vulture refusing

politicians


~Tejendra Sherchan




rebranding department of war now


~Tejendra Sherchan




I disrobe into a misprinted vowel

~Vijay Prasad




Autumn heat

Somewhere between you and me

Distant moon


~Sarah Mahina Calvello




Unsure if I miss it . . .

The spiced disarray

Of a coffee shop


~Sarah Mahina Calvello




The unknown

Ideas used for a map

In the dizzy night


~Sarah Mahina Calvello




missile fall

stray dogs and bodies

in the street


~M. R. Pelletier




border crossing
 

the weight


of the sun


~M. R. Pelletier




objectively

calling an invader

a soldier


~Jerome Berglund




there!

in a brush of streetlight

van Gogh sunflowers


hollandaise sauce


~Shane Coppage & Jerome Berglund




the bad

comes with the good

joined at the head


~Jerome Berglund




I dreamed I was a sack of clothes.

And woke and did not know

where to drop my bones.


~Noah Berlatsky





Hurry and submit your poetry


Open through Sept 10

tsuri-doro

https://tsuridoro.org/contact



Open through Sept 15

The Heron’s Nest

https://theheronsnest.com/submit.html



Open through Sept 17

hedgerow: a journal of small poems

https://hedgerowhaiku.com/submissions/



Open through Sept 30

password: the journal of very short poetry

https://veryshortpoetry.com/submissions/

 

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