there again this morning
the
retired racehorse in the meadow
~Patrick Sweeney
I eat tub after tub of sketchy blackberries
but will never write
that well
~Nicholas De Marino
slipping
in and out of our lives
court
rulings
~Roberta Beach Jacobson
economic depression
even
Orion tightens
his belt
~Amber Winter
blustery day
turning
my locks
into murder weapons
~Amber Winter
bouncing up
and down the escalator
tariffs
~Roberta Beach Jacobson
following stars
Australian Moth navigates
its
way
~Tejendra Sherchan
recreating
once-celebrated works
AI
~Roberta Beach Jacobson
life
has gotten easier since paper flowers
~Patrick Sweeney
expecting
silk in a sip of mulberry wine
~Patrick Sweeney
cold
fingers breaking the suction of my cup lava flow
~Amber Winter
buddhas
never seem to need a leg to stand on
~Patrick Sweeney
when
they tell you what the least of your worries should be
~Patrick Sweeney
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