Afternoon of September 16, 2026

 

A CERTAIN LOGIC


1. Nothing is certain.

2. Except paradox.

∴ Accept paradox.

~Scott Parker




driftwood

becoming a part

of the mystery

~Joanna Ashwell




seize the day

a flea in the bed

of each lodger

~Joanna Ashwell




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The goal of social media

is to make friends and then

slowly

over time

turn them into enemies.

 

When everyone hates you

you win

and get to die.

~Noah Berlatsky




She used words I hadn't seen or heard 

since taking the Scholastic Aptitude Test

~Patrick Sweeney




Instead of offering me another beer, 

the pain-in-ass history buff is pontificating about the short lifespan of democracies 

~Patrick Sweeney




I'm the old man who can't stop coughing on the Amtrak to Pittsburgh

~Patrick Sweeney




I'm old enough to remember being warned about quicksand

and the third rail of fascism

~Patrick Sweeney




Former deep thinkers on trains are texting,

and compulsively checking their messages....

~Patrick Sweeney




unexpected obit 

pulling the trigger 

too soon 

~Stephanie Zepherelli 




On Listening to Son House Sing Death Letter Blues


my sadness pales even knowing

that it won't seem

like even a hundred 

on the burial grounds  

and I probably won't 

even be notified 

knowing that it's 

really me I mourn for

the stark lyric beauty

hits me and I almost cry

~dan smith




hey, bully

together we’ll out-bully

you

~Roberta Beach Jacobson




this too shall pass —

a refugee's last words

before deportation 

~Debarati Sen




parents' gravestone photos

each looks away from the other

forever


~Maya Daneva



 

Saint Alan


Prayers

answered.

Universe

polices

Itself

every

century

or so.

~Chad Parenteau




fallen between the fallen makeshift crosses

~Maya Daneva




emotions spark thunderstorms zigs and zags distant but close 

~Sarah Mahina Calvello



 

bowing before binary gods our nemesis

~Stephanie Zepherelli 



 

coffee and rent reality screaming 

~Sarah Mahina Calvello



 

the fianchettoed chess player

~Ron Scully




Opalescent strange rain outside the lines

~Sarah Mahina Calvello



The precious remark of absurdity develops wings the wind stops blowing, a thought is 

torn to shreds 

~John Vlachos

 

Afternoon of September 14, 2026

 

releasing itself

the butterfly in my throat 

~Marjorie Pezzoli




The ever-changing flight plan of the clouded sulphur butterfly

~Patrick Sweeney




The reporter's asking the wrong people

if there were any warning signs 

~Patrick Sweeney




The missing sock was found only after the house was condemned and demolished,

leaving the nebby neighbor to contemplate the previous owner's 

one barefooted hop into paradise

~Patrick Sweeney




People kept telling him he matched the description of the man reported missing 

~Patrick Sweeney




Under the susurration of mimosas, this is no time to mispronounce the names of the gods

~Patrick Sweeney




Searching for the emergency exit in her eyes

~Patrick Sweeney




She made her diagnosis after watching him dance

~Patrick Sweeney




I don't have time to

not have time for

the time I don't

have

~Noah Berlatsky




main character syndrome



you weren't even

the main character

in your own life let

alone mine.

~linda m. crate




i wanted to sleep in the library


knew there i would find peace

not arguments.

~linda m. crate




oblivious

to what I am thinking

a crow

~Joseph P. Wechselberger




at the zoo

two monkeys watch

a boy picking his nose

~Joseph P. Wechselberger




russets

a worm burrows

to the core

~Melissa Dennison




head-butt

I apologise

to the wasp

~Melissa Dennison




Unfinished


like Duchamp's 

smashed glass

we bounce along

thinking about

what to do

instead of what

not to do

~dan smith




libran's sick day the horoscope confirms it

~Tejendra Sherchan




a quiet green bud

teaches patience without words


vegetation

the government agency 

sets fire

~Manasa Reddy Chichili / Uchechukwu Onyedikam




♪ ♪ ♪ And I Am Telling You . . .


you are not staying


this is my house, that is my door

find yourself outside of it


by the time I finish this song ♪ ♪ ♪


or else

~S. T. Eleu




a bee

bumped into a log

and then…

~Kamrun Nahar




living their unauthorized version bootleg tapes

~Peter Jastermsky




junk drawer

there's a life in here 

somewhere

~Peter Jastermsky




chips off the old block party

~Peter Jastermsky




fight or flight another bad bird app

~Peter Jastermsky




hoping for another dream my birth mother

~Stephen Toft




lonely becoming dusk

~Stephen Toft




red light district

out of the corner of my eye

a plastic jesus

~Stephen Toft




deep winter 

i make shadows 

on your wall


~Stephen Toft



midnight cars x-ray my body

~Stephen Toft




after the x-rays

CAT scans

MRIs

so much

for privacy

~Ed Bremson




little angels 

die 

on сhristmas trees

~Mykyta Ryzhykh




the word "God"

~Mykyta Ryzhykh




polarity holding the image antique camera


~Sarah Mahina Calvello




star fracture welcome to this mad chaos 


~Sarah Mahina Calvello

 


  

 

 

 

 

 

 

  

 

 

Red and Black Pear with Butterflies, Sunglasses and Black Bird

~dan smith

Evening of September 8, 2026

 

the glow of screens we haunt ourselves 

~John Pappas




I had a thought ...

Be good to it.  We're in a strange place.

It may be our way out.


~Jeffrey L. Taylor



Been too good.

Time off for

bad behavior.


~Jeffrey L. Taylor




talking too long

to the delivery guy

autumn deepens

~John Pappas




whirligig more

~Roberta Beach Jacobson




hazy night thoughts street lamp flickering fairy dust mist

~Sarah Mahina Calvello 




inner sabotage thoughts circle thoughts 

~Sarah Mahina Calvello 




haze drifting last of the autumn sun melting mosaics

~Sarah Mahina Calvello 




A Poem Beginning With A Line By Bob Kaufman

 

In remembrance of certain lights I have seen go out

I have decided to fall in love with my own disease,

And trade my last sick days for infinite cloud storage.

 

On the cusp of morning I have posted my best cat pics

While Stalin-flavored bubblegum melts in the mawkish caecum.

Thought-leaders polish the algorithm for you, my love.

~Noah Berlatsky




autumn equinox

the street mission's soup

half water

~John J. Dunphy




FLOTUS

and POTUS

why us?

~Roberta Beach Jacobson




Perseids . . .

the night sky 

an octave higher

~Veronika Zora Novak 

 


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

~Jerome Berglund