Afternoon of March 28, 2023

rock... paper... scissors

just some of the things

he hits me with

~Tracy Davidson

angry honks of wild geese

spreading

online

misinformation

~Tracy Davidson

waxing crescent

zooming across the sky

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~Tuyet Van Do

writing your name

in wild water

I slip and fall in—

always end up

in the rough of you

~Sharon Ferrante

happiness:

to know

half of it

~Sharon Ferrante

on the road less taken

black ice

~Richard L. Matta

holding the future together

popsicle sticks

~Richard L. Matta

a millipede’s loose strung shoes

relapse

~Richard L. Matta

remote control—

I hope he’ll look

at me

~David Cox

Floppy ears

on dog on couch on floor on world

listening to dreams.

~Noah Berlatsky

sea of tranquility

the silence

of green cheese

~Nancy Brady

Morning of March 26, 2023

mindfulness wherever you go there you are

~Mona Bedi

Ouroborus


snake devours tail

man bites dust

wave and particle

one duality

~Fay L. Loomis

Decide for Joy

We stand before the red door.

It is sorrow. We must decide.

The door falls on us. That is the decision.

We are flat as a door.

It is hard to see anything but red when there is a red door on you.

And you are flat.

Everything is now decided.

We will open the door and sorrow will walk through us.

Any minute now we will get up.

~Noah Berlatsky

fallow fields

this need to be left alone

~Mona Bedi

April sun we too were young once

~Mona Bedi

Quicklime

I added a layer of corrosive powder

when I releveled the backyard bricks we BBQ on.

Still, the anthill urban sprawl sprawls.

That makes me the parasite on their property.

Outwitted, now I must find a way to be a symbiote.

When I spill my drink, we drink the same margherita.

They build cities under a map of my pheromones.

Are they making a risky treaty, or a confident incursion?

~Terry Trowbridge

I’ve done more cleaning

Since I woke up today

Than in my whole life

~Jennifer Gurney

paper cut

how deep this

grief

~Mona Bedi

The mystery

Of what tomorrow will bring

Is the gift

~Jennifer Gurney

small town

the silence that grows

within me

~Mona Bedi