worried about what he
might've said under anesthesia
~Patrick Sweeney
soon they'll be wanting the names of poets who are making notes
on
the complexity of the red dahlia
~Patrick Sweeney
this
downward spiral all uphill
~Anne Fox
sleazemore
~Roberta
Beach Jacobson
running into the other autocorrect
~Vishal
Prabhu
bracing himself for catastrophic replacement
~Patrick
Sweeney
high treason in the streets
then back to walking
his
dog
~Patrick Sweeney
Too
much chaos
Thoughts put
On ice
~Sarah
Mahina Calvello
Aging
star
Illusion
On illusion
~Sarah
Mahina Calvello
there to greet me
first thing in the morning...
the heebie-jeebies
~Mark
Meyer
what didn't I do?
she says I always never
or never always
~Mark
Meyer
no map required...
on the road
to Wit's End
~Mark
Meyer
no payment due
for 18 months
shady
windows
~Roberta Beach Jacobson
full moon
mixing acrylic colors
in
the cauldron
~Roberta
Beach Jacobson
Curiosity
Curiosity
of childhood-only simplicity that one loses forever.
~Partha Sarkar
winter night
crescent moon holding up
a
drunkard
~Tejendra Sherchan
she knew I needed a big slice of cheesecake
~Patrick
Sweeney
fading away a graveyard of deadnames
~John
Hawkhead
full
disclosure, I used pick fleas off the pink belly of our Siamese cat
~Patrick Sweeney





