Blank
Expression
~Nicholas De Marino
summer
comes
she bares herself
to
the scalpel
~Joshua St. Claire
telling
me to shut up
about the damn moon
the moon
~Joshua St. Claire
cherry blossoms
my
intern
bros me
~Joshua St. Claire
No doubt
No doubt,
there are two or three butterflies
but
they are not sufficient to cause spring.
~Partha Sarkar
two junipers
dusted in fresh snow
my desires have become
much simpler
these
days
~Tiffany Rindler
the
way dawn breaks into italics
~Tiffany Rindler
moonbeams
in a puddle of insomnia
~Joanna Ashwell
more
like lavender in 6/8 time
~Tiffany Rindler
mud
ooze the myriad shapes and colors of America
~Bruce H. Feingold
a wayward swan
the
insomnia of not knowing
what went wrong
~Bruce H. Feingold
not a
startlingly
original
poem
~Noah Berlatsky
Regime Range
Winners
mourn
fallen
bullets,
widowed
casings.
~Chad Parenteau
les façades ont
la couleur de la poussière –
après les bombes
the facades have
the colour of dust –
after
the bomb
~Marie Derley
somewhere
in the Midwest
she
sneaks in
in the middle of the night
and swaps
all the
regular ants
for fire ants
~Nicholas De Marino
Who
keeps leaving me these notes
that point out the obvious?
~Nicholas De Marino
Transition
At the doorstep of death
Perhaps it is another dark Sun
To shine
White blood in the vein
Life awaits to leap ahead
For
another journey.
~Pravat Kumar Padhy
breaking news:
the pledge
now
propaganda
~Kelly Sauvage Moyer
vernal equinox
upon the scales of justice
his
bloody thumb
~Kelly Sauvage Moyer
Don’t
we just love wars
trenches cherried
with torn
men
rifle mouths
in bloom
the
shepherd’s flute —
snapped
under jackboots
no
song left
as keepsake
~Saba Zahoor
war declared--
Jimmy the cat and I,
sniffing
the air at the open window
~Patrick Sweeney
when I was in second grade
the whole school prayed
for
the president
~Patrick Sweeney
will we soon be told when to applaud
and
when to weep
~Patrick Sweeney
not
only the nuthatch
knows the world
is upside down
~Belinda
Behne
thousands
of voices
sing in the streets
melting the ice
~Belinda
Behne
flat-earthers
but
what about
their EEGs?
~Oscar Luparia
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