Evening of March 2, 2026

 

 

gunshots in the night

the street lamps illuminate

nothing


~M. R. Pelletier




Calm reflections

Stillness matters

In all this noise

 

~Sarah Mahina Calvello




the reaper

seeks profit

from rubble


~Patricia Carragon




Welcome


Welcome to rubble after war-

the land of fairytales.


~Partha Sarkar




harvest

a swollen coastline

spilling the sea

 

~Gareth Nurden




thawing morning

gurgling air

in the pipes


~Gareth Nurden




an unfamiliar bird

searching for scraps

sharp frost


~Gareth Nurden




Stepping out

Two sides

Of the comfort zone

~Sarah Mahina Calvello




Cafe au lait

Reflecting

Her happiness

~Sarah Mahina Calvello




desert trek

digesting how to be

a cactus

~Bipasha Majumder (De)




smooth sailing the sand catches the wind

~Katherine E. Winnick




Spasms


are back

in my hands,

spine, pins

& needles

haystacked

against me.

~Keith Snow




every year dandelions bloom

every year the old man sprays

every year dandelions bloom


~Albert Schlaht




the gods

mustn't be too hungry . . .

half moon

~Albert Schlaht

 

 

 

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Afternoon of February 28, 2026

 

 

 

another war deadnaming countries

 

~Scott Wiggerman




the constant beep-beep of reverse development

 

~Scott Wiggerman



locomotive wind

in my tracks

chugging through


~Scott Wiggerman




gale force winds

airborne tumbleweeds

go nuclear


~Scott Wiggerman




a / random fact / a six-word story

 

Ferrets are highly susceptible to botulism.

 

~Mark Young




Ellipsis

 

Enough ranting &

raving. I shall

 

settle back into

my normal rĂ´le as

 

the dutiful daughter

of immigrant parents.


~Mark Young




Doodle

 

To play the

part. To play

all the parts.

Set a part

to play. Apart.


~Mark Young




Thanksgiving

 

Sometimes

the question

is a tur(n)key.



Sometimes

the answer

is cranberry sauce.


~Mark Young




revered as a God

on the side of a market

a boulder

~Tejendra Sherchan




they claim

thirty spoons of spider silk

may wrap the entire earth...

after all

what can't an evil do?


~Tejendra Sherchan




frosty night

the warmth of falling

in her love

 

~Tejendra Sherchan




moon path

frog without water

 

~Mykyta Ryzhykh




Night savoring

Blackberry ginger tea

Black moonlight 

 

~Sarah Mahina Calvello




quantum-based school

our class's 20-year reunion

followed by our graduation

 

~John J. Dunphy




sidewalk chalk sutra

pavement bends

toward nirvana


~Richard Magahiz




squatting beside

the grade school

gunmetal SUVs


~Richard Magahiz




for your

petrified remains

a snake-etched copper box


~Richard Magahiz




a soft spot for sagging porches


~Patrick Sweeney



snowflake demanding my undivided attention


~Patrick Sweeney




the heart-breaking genius of the snow globe


~Patrick Sweeney




On Reading Leonard Cohen’s The Flame


 

I am guided by your beauty

to a page I don’t recall

Is it meaning? Is it duty?

I don’t know—

the print’s too small.


~Noah Berlatsky




banned books

on a slow train

left behind

 

~Sherry Reniker




Confession

 

She reads the classifieds, he reads

Shakespeare. Others read King, Plath,

Grisham, de Sade, Ginsberg, Craigslist,

bios, horoscopes, lyrics, etc.

I read my own work and am damn

proud of it too. After all I’m my

biggest critic and my greatest fan. ;)


~Scott C. Holstad

 

 

Afternoon of February 23, 2026

 

 

 

the best part of waking up

is going back to sleep

~Noah Berlatsky





snowflake -

in child’s memory

a white tutu


~Maria Cristina Pulvirenti




out-sizing my content dog

~Tejendra Sherchan




daydreams the hypertext of sunflowers

~John Pappas




year in review of one revolting development

~Michael Henry Lee




conflicting conflicts wars in the crosshairs

~Roberta Beach Jacobson




if only the world

could give up misogyny

Lent

~Jennifer Gurney




he's the kind of guy who says, 'listen to you'

when he's talking to himself

~Patrick Sweeney




tumbleweed

the direction headed

after watching nightly news

~Douglas J. Lanzo




a bottle held

in mismatched gloves

deep winter

~John Pappas




year’s end

I clear my throat in

an empty room

~John Pappas




andromeda paradox

digging deeper into my

now

~John Pappas

 

 

 


 

 

 

 

 

 

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