Afternoon of October 15, 2023


tomehto

splat 

tomahto

~LeRoy Gorman



I'm a Mural


in a shoebox, mouse hole

the interior of a photon


charge, mass, spin

as per commission


I'm the paint job on a space shuttle

orbiting the planet

~Jay Passer



How Ya Doin'?


I've been better

but I've been a lot worse

I'll take the better

~Jay Passer



exasperating AI   I request an agent who has seen into her original self

~Patrick Sweeney



I never knew the secret handshake

~Patrick Sweeney



when forest was for rest

~LeRoy Gorman



with smoker's fingers, Queen Anne's lace pried open a dream

~Patrick Sweeney



the yellow crane has left without me

~Patrick Sweeney



the clairvoyant cackles my ghosted girlfriend’s name

~Elliot Diamond



she probably meant to wave

~Patrick Sweeney



I told them all about the storybook mushroom   they took my word for it

~Patrick Sweeney



Once your body was the sitar waiting for my touch

the sweet fragrance of your hair still lingers

but the cigarette that was mine is now ash

~R.K.Singh



Note to Pythagoras


please

reschedule my birth for Late Jurassic

I'd like to feed a pterodactyl with the infant body

of myself


I could use a change of pace

~Jay Passer



crime scene

all the bodies now linked

with gossamer

~John J. Dunphy



My Poetry Keyboard

 

My keyboard is a lizard that bites.

My keyboard caught the train.

My keyboard makes jam from asparagus.

My keyboard is rain, is rain, is rain.

~Noah Berlatsky



nothing is as

unnerving as the


smoke


detector


chirping

~Jennifer Gurney



an elementary knowledge of flat-in-the-back craniology

would've forewarned you a lecture on the Tang Dynasty

was in the offing

~Patrick Sweeney



It's Been Raining All Day


But

other

than

that,

there's

nothing

worth

telling

you

about.

~Gabriel Bates



Yes, of course he's a conspiracy theorist

but he's the only one I know

who speaks in complete sentences

~Patrick Sweeney

Afternoon of October 11, 2023

 

like weird barbie

i break

into my better self

~Kelly Moyer



they can cope


"be yourself,"

they say,

and then when

you become;

"oh no, not like that."

but i like me,

so they can cope.

~linda m. crate



Type 4


I follow my heart,

taking every chance

for the sake of love,

only to end up

like a plump

Costco chicken,

falling flat on my face.

~Kelly Moyer



being in an all-girl band  I bet they hate us

~Barbara Anna Gaiardoni



death poem I recycle myself

~Roberta Beach Jacobson



whirligigs basking in the shade of annihilation

~Kelly Moyer



knowledge & swords


they don't like girls

who look for

knowledge and swords,

but i found them

anyway;

because i found those

people boring.

~linda m. crate


coming into focus

my gaze adjusts forward

20-20 hindsight

~Jennifer Gurney



french onion

a dip

in the road

~Kelly Moyer

Afternoon of October 7, 2023

 

I think she likes me,

that red

hippoceratops

~Richard Magahiz



letting go

and giving in…

best decision ever

~Jennifer Gurney



recollections

all of them true

to our own

~Mike Gallagher



separating

our albums was the hardest part

of moving out

~Jennifer Gurney



his bank account

so many zeros

never enough

~Mike Fainzilber



impulse (out of) control

~Lee Hudspeth



adapted neuroclaws twelve hours below crush depth

~Richard Magahiz



increased thirst for darkness all hallows' eve

~C.X. Turner



mindfulness and then the crosswalk

~Lee Hudspeth



Red Sky. The birds went south. People flew into the abyss

~Mykyta Ryzhykh



are you listening to me       crickets

~Lee Hudspeth



nettle tea...

misunderstood

again

~C.X. Turner



Coyote vs. Roadrunner

 

………………………….. ||||||||||

…….****_____*****

||

~Noah Berlatsky



the never-ending

legs of a spider

autumn ledge

~C.X. Turner



ashes on the wind

the new normal

book burnings

~Mike Fainzilber



Why a Big Heart


Everyone said she had a big heart,

with smile and hands to welcome.

She didn’t expect to need a big heart

cause he had big feet to stomp on it.

~Nolcha Fox



torn faces

litter

torn tracks

~Mykyta Ryzhykh

(Originally published in Dreginald)



caution

cemetery

ahead

~James Penha


(Found on a road sign in upstate New York)



sea bottom:

steel bathyscaphes

filled with salad oil

~Richard Magahiz