the writer's diagnosis
his life enters
its
final chapter
~John J. Dunphy
bookmarked
the pages where i grew up
~Mona Bedi
*Mitch*
Your
obstructions
are being
obstructed
to
death.
~Noah Berlatsky
divorce
wife awarded
both
burial plots
~John J. Dunphy
armed
with nothing but a bassoon
she fires
a single note
at
the Ghost of Christmas Past
~Roberta Beach Jacobson
moths
forever never ever
butterflies
~Myron
Arnold
Only the cockroaches
Only
the cockroaches make democracy perfect.
~ Partha Sarkar
The
waves are crashing into the shore
and receding
leaving
behind dark pools
which slowly crawl towards the ocean
as
if was its shadow
shrinking behind the tide
following and
cowering,
drowning under foamy bubbles
and in the bellies
of
barren fish.
~Abdullah Bin Imran
waves lap
at the rusting
ruins
salt encrusted
skyscrapers
~Melissa Dennison
another
ship of migrants
turned around
the cost
of
air
~Melissa Dennison
after
wind
grass
one way
~Elliot Diamond
Instructions
Water
the
silence
until it
grows
birds.
~Ismail Adekunle Hassan
Inventory
One
moon.
Two pockets.
Neither
holding
what I came
for.
~Ismail Adekunle Hassan
Ourselves
Always
in a forgotten place, next to a maybe of an almost, striding in great
halls, to be replaced, a discarded piece of memory shivering in the
cold.
~John Vlachos
