Afternoon of October 26, 2025

dressing up as an upcoming birthday to scare an existential crisis out of myself


~Martina Matijević




his ego built brick by brick


~Bipasha Majumder (De)



 

RETURN OF THE MEASLES?

ten fleas leap from the bed


~Pris Campbell




my body's atoms billions of years old


~Tejendra Sherchan




afternoon chat

in front of the fireplace –

poison tea


~Nicoletta Ignatti




a grave miss stake

confusing left and right


~dan smith




I imagine

turning the Bailong Elevator

into a cosmic one


~Tejendra Sherhan




what fun

to lose myself

in disarray


~Sarah Mahina Calvello




softest breeze

i wish you had been

my first husband

~Tiffany Rindler




his focus was entirely on the 'why' nobody bothered

to shoo the fly from the gorgonzola

~Patrick Sweeney




expect real-time shortages of tear gas and concertina wire

~Patrick Sweeney




the boy with freckles wants to know why

we ruined the world

~Patrick Sweeney




whispering the names of pallbearers in the green kitchen

~Patrick Sweeney




writing in my notebook is making everyone nervous

~Patrick Sweeney




Post Mortem: the last person he googled was himself


~Patrick Sweeney




clink of cans

nestling into place

pantry-geist

~Nicholas De Marino



 

a small boy

searches the field for it

the Great Pumpkin

~Joseph P. Wechselberger




four street lamps –

my shadows

all the same

~Antonio Mangiameli



 

A nation is made of borders!”

No.

Of neighbors.

~Noah Berlatsky




daring thoughts

how we’re naked

beneath our clothes

~Peter Jastermsky

Morning of October 22, 2025

 













  dad’s Rube Goldberg



t                  i                  g                

          h                 n

                  

                   a       

         

m                j                  g

           a                 i


~Barrie Levine




upon reflection

lack of mirrors

a major clue


~dan smith




back in the US, back in the US

security sweeps the benches

with mirrors


~Bruce H. Feingold




his favorite philosopher Hobbes

~dan smith




caged in bone a heart under cardiac arrest


~John Hawkhead




a thread of hatred in the anagram


~John Hawkhead




downfall how quickly it happens


~Roberta Beach Jacobson




Team


Not I

or you

but

some

body

trying

to turn

us all

into

meat.


~Chad Parenteau




leaving out

a few years

my CV


~Roberta Beach Jacobson




departed melody

of the empty casket

whispers the night


~Elliot Diamond




black widow

knitting ghost yarn


~Elliot Diamond




the universe

eternally in motion

my restlessness


~Tejendra Sherchan