Morning of September 25, 2024

 

city bus

every tragedy

taken

~Patrick Sweeney




listen man, no one here cares where the electrons are

~Patrick Sweeney




looking for a place to put yesterday's pink crayon moon

~Patrick Sweeney




China white stars

the mysterious conferences

of crickets

~Patrick Sweeney




jelly shoes, and after all, we're in space

~Patrick Sweeney




his advice was to hang onto whatever nothingness you've got

~Patrick Sweeney




horror

at the manor

only the butler survived

~David C. Kopaska-Merkel




plague of hippos

thank God most of them

only have one head

~David C. Kopaska-Merkel




Seems to be a curse

The call of distant strangers

Never will be meet

~Sarah Mahina Calvello




Sunbloked face

Getting packages

At the door

~Sarah Mahina Calvello




The backbone of the poet has vanished


'Only backbone makes differences..'

Once wrote the poet.


Wheels on the Time

With the injustice committed by the ruthless state

And protests against it most of the fire in rain.


Only the backbone of that poet has vanished.

~Partha Sarkar




missing moon

the parts of me

I fail to resurrect

~Mona Bedi




mid-summer

we add a dash of lemon

to our conversation

~Mona Bedi




 

dirt road

a honey crisp apple

falls off the cart

~Mona Bedi




meditation

a housefly wiggles

through my hair

~Mona Bedi




Below the Empty House


Assembled from the trash

that face

In the cellar's darkest corner

tumbled bones

The narrow cobwebbed stair

steeply descending toward

a congeries of murmurs

The flashlight dies

warm sibilant breaths

~David C. Kopaska-Merkel




Thunderstorms and fireflies

Childhood summer spreadsheet-stolen-

Too hard to monetize

the uncaged green

~Ennis Rook Bashe




acidrainwashedjeans

~Debbie Strange




magicisafootlonghotdog

~Debbie Strange




how astronomical the dawn

~Debbie Strange




lobbing the ancient cannonballs of rhetoric

~Debbie Strange



mosquito thunder bouncing off mountains of tents

~Debbie Strange

 


Afternoon of September 24, 2024

The Fate of a Tender Heart

~Kelly Moyer

photos available here




hard lux the search for the god particle

~John Pappas




later life tango at dawn in red heels

~Katherine E Winnick




butterfly effect a sonata of ghosted notes

~John Pappas




a sunbeam slowly hardens into thought

~Vijay Prasad




door slam the slippery lizard loses his tail

~Katherine E Winnick




secrets swept under the carpet bombing

~John Pappas




sandpipers cast toothpicks to olive moons

~Elliot Diamond




ink bleeding the light from a dying star

~John Pappas




rumors of war

a moon too full

to carry

~John Pappas




people who

double click their car fob

just to hear their horn beep

~Jennifer Gurney




dogs in purses

dogs in restaurants

dog days of summer

~Jennifer Gurney




The size of the sky

 

Measuring the size of the sky

on the scale of cloud speed

~Marie Derley




condemned convict's last meal

he asks to write

a yelp review

~John J. Dunphy




drought

shrinking river reveals

more guns

~John J. Dunphy




as we had been told

our guns were useless,

useless

~Richard Magahiz




no claws no teeth

no eyes not even

a proper mouth

~Richard Magahiz




asleep

at wheel


in worst things


how directly

culpable

am I

~Jerome Berglund

 


Morning of September 22, 2024

 

 

golf course sniper

aiming to make

a hole in one candidate

~John J. Dunphy




monsoon night

a cockroach has eaten

my m & m

~Tejendra Sherchan




moon in virgo

looking up

vaginoplasty

~Adele Evershed




what we believed to be our fairytale eggplant

~Kelly Moyer




misogyny

a twist of salt

on the lyme

~Kelly Moyer




cost of living

a crisp

two-dollar apple

~Kelly Moyer




midlife romance

the ripeness

of discount nectarines

~Kelly Moyer




beyond the veil

all the reasons

to become a nun

~Kelly Moyer




the world

waits

in the inbox

~Noah Berlatsky




yarrow leaves

I almost went

to law school

~Joshua St. Claire

 

Evening of September 18, 2024

 

And So the Ego

~Kelly Moyer 

Photos available here




Jazz Trio

glorm-glorm-glouourm-gle-

gl-glee-gl-glee-gl-glorm           gling

glee-gl-gl-gl-glorm 



boum ba-ba-boum boum

ts-tss boum ba-boum boum tss

ta-ts-tsss-ta-ts


glorm glorm glorm ba-boom

glorm glee ba-boom ta-ts-tsss

ta-ts-tsss ba-boom

~Morley Carothers




before and after his white lies heat mirage

~Hifsa Ashraf




dried lilacs her illness in a nutshell

~Hifsa Ashraf




soccer kick the parabola of adrenaline rush

~Hifsa Ashraf




political rhetoric winding up the wireless fidelity

~Hifsa Ashraf




full house

too many hearts

I fold

~Olinda Ninolakis




Statistically speaking frequentists seem a little too flippant

~dan smith




the collapse of to-do lists survival instinct

~Arvinder Kaur




after the tunnel the mountains’ open arms

~Arvinder Kaur




vast blue

the loneliness of a cirrus

just like mine

~Arvinder Kaur




The aberrations of too much tripe

and not enough treacle

~Kathryn Lasseter

 

 

 

sweat from my brow

adds salt to bubble tea

August heatwave

~Patricia Carragon




Far and Bare

night squalls.

snakes bite.

~Kathryn Lasseter




Vertigo

Mound of art.

Ants in the belfry

~Kathryn Lasseter




Maleficent


make eyes at varmints

transact tempo

~Kathryn Lasseter




a crapulous man with a crapulous Poe on his tee-shirt

~Patrick Sweeney




a C-note says he talks to the hovering dragonfly

~Patrick Sweeney




queasy with complex prognostications, we let the thriller come to a confusing end

~Patrick Sweeney




fire in the top of the silver maple, I've come to my algebraic limit

~Patrick Sweeney




dirt between her toes

she walks in the way

of sun-faced buddhas

~Patrick Sweeney

 


 


 

 

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