Morning of April 28, 2024

 

  ~Jerome Berglund

 

I can't remember if

~Noah Berlatsky

wipe my brow

and I'm leaking insects

into the air

~Jerome Berglund

tactful

hotelier

directing

the many-

splendored

fountains

~Jerome Berglund

new management

pandas on the mural

wearing sombreros

~Tuyet Van Do

no

quantity limits

when legal things

are immoral

and moral things illegal

~Jerome Berglund

spilling

into the night

my sister’s secrets

~C. Jean Downer, Ph.D.

taking it

all too far…

the Mekong

~David Cox

family vault

there will be no other name

on the tombstone

~Marie Derley

standing silent

in an empty house

grand piano

~C. Jean Downer, Ph.D.

Blurb

Many people

who are more important than me

say

that I am important.

Buy my book.

~Noah Berlatsky

Morning of April 22, 2024

freedom

on the other side

of an open door

~Jennifer Gurney

no doctors lurking in the apple orchard

~petro c. k.

apparently money doesn’t grow on trees

                                                                         cherry blossoms

~Joshua St. Claire

pause in the relationship girlfriend in a comma

~petro c. k.

crisis of absolutely everything bagel

~petro c. k.

Ghost Walk

A beam, opens up the shadowy

misty, nighttime sadness beyond

the casket of the temporary.

Filled with hidden, earthly treasures.

Then, you appear, pale, opaque,

playing in my mind, on repeat.

~Keith Snow

he stumbles on the line

circus tightrope walker fails

the police sobriety test

~John J. Dunphy

unable

to keep noise out

I let silence in

~Roberta Beach Jacobson

spiral staircase

the vertigo of

twisted truths

~Leon Tefft

people are complicated

people are dead

people keep being

like a hammer to the head

~Noah Berlatsky

frosted windows

clearly visible

memory loss

~Leon Tefft

inflation

just a few more

cherry blossoms

~Joshua St. Claire

No line that I have written

will ever be remembered.

No, not this one.

No, not this one either.

~Noah Berlatsky

Afternoon of April 19, 2024

 

 

 

 

change of clothes —

every year it's a month earlier

~Maurizio Brancaleoni

“Caravaggio!

The power’s out again.”

“Who cares?

I’ve got a candle

and a job lot

of black paint.”

~Tony Dawson

birthdays

those Facebook friends

long dead

~Roberta Beach Jacobson

a slave desires freedom

a caged bird dreams of a heaven

~Fhen M.

to exercise free press

is never a given

~Fhen M.

one weaves a silken flag

to freely wave it is another thing

~Fhen M.

Stormy nights

At mid-morgue and

My shaky legs outside

crawling to closet.

But where is the threshold?

~Partha Sarkar

With acute poverty the poor —

The priceless commodities

In an election-

The democratic business

Without knowing why.

~Partha Sarkar

sailing into port wine

~Roberta Beach Jacobson

Nuggets in ketchup blood

Burger from a killed pig

The grill is working at full capacity

Scorching the planet

~Mykyta Ryzhykh

The ultimate loneliness of death

A cat runs across the road at a red traffic light

~Mykyta Ryzhykh

the mouse ate the sun instead of cheese

glass grew instead of grass

rusty skeletons of snowflakes warm the remains of a nuclear power plant

~Mykyta Ryzhykh

shopping centre

a customer queueing

behind the mannequins

~Tuyet Van Do

fashion show

the model wears

an upside-down dress

~Tuyet Van Do

each morning

a 30% chance

of something

~Roberta Beach Jacobson

the sack  brown bag days

~Adrian Bouter

you flee

or you stay

flea

~Adrian Bouter