grandmother
chair I overwinter
~Hemapriya Chellappan
with
all my degrees failing the robot test
~Mona Bedi
Christmas carols —
this year's service
mostly
delayed
~Amoolya Kamalnath
gift-wrapped box —
father doesn't bring
what
i want
~Amoolya Kamalnath
having
trouble sleeping on a full moon
~Nani Mariani
travel
moon from here to where
~Hemapriya Chellappan
fur
all hugged off
eyes in the button box, yet
i'll always love
you
~Pat Geyer
thinking
of ku even in the loo
~Sreenath
the
people I don't get cards from anymore
~Patrick Sweeney
yuletide
gathering winter fuel the flames of war
~Keith Evetts
digging
too deep missing the point critics
~A.J. Anwar
zig zagging kite
/
slicing
sky
~Rob
McKinnon
morality
police//cutting hair
~Rob
McKinnon
slim
wrists of
the matterhorn triplets
bathed with dew
~Richard Magahiz
midnight
suddenly awake from a dream where I am dead
~Ram Chandran
bananas so green
even the Grinch
won’t
take ‘em
~Bonnie J Scherer
Christmas
market
the pigeons' frenzy
on the pavement
~Françoise
Maurice
churchyard
the
irreverence
of pigeons
~Keith Evetts
Triolet
Found in John Donne’s “The Flea”
mark but this flea
this flea is you and I
is more than we
mark
but this flea
apt
to kill me
since
thou purpled thy
mark but this flea
this
flea is you and I
~Joshua
St. Claire
Flee
or Flea Bitten
Love
my house usually,
until uninvited pests descend
nest in
wait to bite ankles and cats,
awake at dawn, turn vacuum
on,
spray once more, last time
I hope, but likely not, once fleas
have found their spot, my rug
infested as they say, might be easier
to move away, flea bitten
or
flee
~Julie A. Dickson
recounting
his 17 lives
polydactyl
cat
~Joshua St. Claire