Afternoon of January 20, 2025


diving

into the new year

no intention of touching bottom

~Jennifer Gurney




desert Houdinis

a royal flush of camels

folds into sand

~Douglas J. Lanzo




shifting perspectives

a boy

and a chameleon

~Douglas J. Lanzo




into

the great wide

open

~Jennifer Gurney




remembering

mental illness

remembering

what

no memory

of why

~Shasta Hatter




the bruising number of times

I had five apples

take away two

~Patrick Sweeney




inching

toward spring

one more minute of light

~Jennifer Gurney




iron deep pan

standing the heat for years

frying donuts

~Tejendra Sherchan




add a Manchurian blizzard or two to your picture of me

~Patrick Sweeney




enough of fragility of ice covering the lake

~Fatma Zohra Habis




Now Streaming:  Consciousness

~Kelly Sauvage Moyer




mad in the mirror of this rented room

~Patrick Sweeney




press conference pressing a little harder

~Roberta Beach Jacobson




the kind of guy who doesn't count to ten

~Patrick Sweeney




within a ptolemaic universe workshopping poems

~Kelly Sauvage Moyer




in 1959 I said yes to the Spumoni

~Patrick Sweeney




paternity testing in accordance with cupid's thermodynamic arrow of time

~Kelly Moyer




I cross

the bridge at night

to the other side

the dawn breaks

and all my plans are lost

~Fatma Zohra Habis




pussyhats

back in season

this January

~Morag Elizabeth Humble




January 20

I listen to MLK, Jr's

'I have a dream' speech

while watching on mute

the inauguration

~John J. Dunphy

Afternoon of January 19, 2025

 


summer wind

with his last breath

i grow up

~Mona Bedi




pancake batter results may vary

~Roberta Beach Jacobson




her gaze until i am a gossip

~Vijay Prasad




plunge pool — i confess to all my flaws

~Mona Bedi




one cat three too many

~Roberta Beach Jacobson




marmalade in January the illusion of sunshine

~Jennifer Gurney




monolog turns into monostich short attention span

~John H. Dromey




in my city

starting day with the smells

of drunks

~Tejendra Sherchan




urban sky glow

I lose track

of a shooting star

~Mona Bedi




finally

blade of the winter

getting blunt

~Tejendra Sherchan




Bedtime

You are a good dog.

You are a diagonal dog.

Please move over.

~Noah Berlatsky




bubbling

with excitement

lava

~Roberta Beach Jacobson





hourglass —

I let him win

the argument

~Mona Bedi