Morning of September 18, 2025


 

a button instead of an eye


~Mykyta Ryzhykh




a book falls out of the window like a bird


~Mykyta Ryzhykh




God in every freckle


~Mykyta Ryzhykh




mountain crows

disappear into fog —

a smile I can't hide


~Fatma Zohra Habis




war zone shadows blur my identity


~Fatma Zohra Habis




flood-stage river

in my dream

a clear sky


~Fatma Zohra Habis




hole in my leg

never saw the spider

or felt its bite


~David C. Kopaska-Merkel




my headstone

I'd rather haunt

your damn house


~David C. Kopaska-Merkel




one more

island nation gone

ice shelf melts


~David C. Kopaska-Merkel




waterspout

ten thousand fish

launched


~David C. Kopaska-Merkel




You are nobody.

Neither the moon nor the sun

Sees you walk away.


~Noah Berlatsky


End words are the same as those in Richard Wright’s haiku no. 1




swap meet 

finding a gently used 

companion 


~Stephanie Zepherelli




 stolen dreams 

 the wrong side 

 of a wishbone 


~Stephanie Zepherelli




 finding everything i don’t need inconvenience store


~Stephanie Zepherelli




insomnia

I contemplate the future

in circles


~Nisha Raviprasad




autumn sky

he leaves ...

halfway


~Nisha Raviprasad




potluck

my spoon

in his mouth


~Jiel Narvekar




staple head

holding together

our paper trail


~Jiel Narvekar




slurred speech

the dentist motions

towards the sink


~Jiel Narvekar




her shadow without alphabets on my wall


~Vijay Prasad




captured in the cobweb a cockroach


~Tejendra Sherchan




waking up at 10:57

checkout's 11

alarm didn't ring


~Sherri J Moye-Dombrosky




thinking it's seaweed

the stinging begins

sea nettles


~Sherri J Moye-Dombrosky




daytime tv

the algorithm of celebrity

and WW3


~Steve Black




distant sun

deadheading paper roses

in art therapy


~Steve Black




I scream

You scream

We all scream

And will never wake up

From the horrible nightmare


~Nicholas De Marino




quit circling the issue

and cut the difference

we both have π on our faces


~Nicholas De Marino




never alone in compromisery


~Nicholas De Marino




artifictional realternatives


~Nicholas De Marino

 

 

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