Morning of October 3, 2023


truth at times snow

~LeRoy Gorman



the raven is watching you      always watching you

~Tom Blessing



getting a lop-earned foothold shoe horn

~Roberta Beach Jacobson



drowning in memory autumn rain

~LeRoy Gorman



I can’t remember when I stopped remembering the scent of violets

~Joshua St. Claire



big

            boned

moon

            i

block

            the

last

            fatphobe

~Adele Nwankwo



republicanism

reminding me to renew

my birth control

~Adele Nwankwo



raking sand runes

with toy shovels

foretelling Wall Street

~Elliot Diamond



the viral myth

of a warty toad

lunar craters

~Elliot Diamond



that wheels-up moment–

when anything

is possible

~Jennifer Gurney



Stand” Fast, Ketanji!

 

An angel afloat, kneeling in prayer in a pool of adversaries;

arms willing to embrace all in spite of stinging waters affronting her face.

 

Never flinching or turning away;

N’er a complaint  day-after-day

 

With silent authority

   she remains, called and purposed.

~Suzanne S. Austin-Hill



Barbie

Hollywood sign

turns pink

~Roberta Beach Jacobson



phosphenes

no I won’t listen

to what you have to say

~Joshua St. Claire



return to the office

everyone

is a different height

~Joshua St. Claire



he said "try this"

and got down on his knees

and was gone

~Tom Blessing

Evening of September 28, 2023

 

a bunch of rocks

in a jar

she names

each

one


This is Lucy.

~Kimberly Kuchar



first extraterrestrial film star

his handprints in cement show

all 12 fingers

~John J. Dunphy



floating his boat

as tea steeps

in a far-away universe

~Roberta Beach Jacobson



The week casts a long shadow.

It talks of rain and cats and dogs.

The week stops by the bar

for a long one, gin and tonic,

one drink, maybe two.

~Nolcha Fox



14-year-old hitchhiker

all his possessions

in a garbage bag

packed by

his parents

~John J. Dunphy



autumn evening

I look for hair colour

every now and then

~Bipasha Majumder (De)



fell asleep

in the sky

lightness of being

~Jennifer Gurney



Small lethargic fellow in the grass

late fall morning

not the season for a cold blooded baby

~Steve Van Allen



too much Deet wishing it was citronella finch legs stiff to the sky

~Elliot Diamond



little hamster,

what kind of secrets

do your cheeks hold?

~Kimberly Kuchar