COSMOS by Dorsía J Smith
COSMOSby Dorsía J. Smith
Cosmos
My son asks me what happened to his baby brother.
What baby brother?
The one in your belly, Mama.
Why he’s gone to the air, I say,like a ball of cells radiating by motion.It’s...
THREE SEASONS by A.R. Francis
THREE SEASONSby A.R. Francis
Three seasons
Three seasons have passedSince I knew youSince I knew the way your scarfFell across your shoulderOr the way you sipped your teaFrom that chipped cupOn Spring Street
And one day we'll...
PENETRATING SECRETS by Cynthia Pitman
PENETRATING SECRETSby Cynthia Pitman
PENETRATING SECRETSWith all your science can you tell how it is — & whence it is, that light comes into the soul?-- ThoreauThe science is settled.We know it all now.No more...
THE NEXT TIMES by Margarita Serafimova
THE NEXT TIMESby Margarita Serafimova
The next times were surrounding me,and everything in their evening lightwas quivering with unconscious potential.
I was yearning for you, for an answer from youwhen I raised my gaze to the...
I STAND IN WATER by Keith Hoerner
I STAND IN WATERby Keith Hoerner
I stand in water.
It sloshes ’round my scuffed black leather wingtips, laps up the ankles of my rumpled dress slacks, turns khaki to the color of murky brown. Onlookers...
AND THE WINDOW IS SMALLER by Hannah Paige
AND THE WINDOW IS SMALLERby Hannah Paige Dear Staples, here are your rubber bands backDeteriorating love is a funny thing.You build up this glowing mass of memories and emotions.It’s a warm rubber band ball orb...
PERFECTLY BLIND by Philip Wexler
PERFECTLY BLINDby Philip Wexler
Perfectly Blind
Her pledges, at the outset, sincere, genuineand most of all, honored. Thus, you took refugefor a spell in the mirage of perfection. Inevitably,
the sheen began to tarnish. She was too...
RHINOCEROS by Tomas Sanchez Hidalgo
RHINOCEROSby Thomas Sanchez Hidalgo
It’s four a.m. I have serious problems. And a Magnum in my pocket. Minutes later, dozens of crows, over a crowd of scrapyard parts (near the shoulder), take flight at our...
COME IN SINNER by Gail Willems
COME IN SINNERby Gail Willems
COME IN SINNER
give us this day our daily breadeyes burn swollen faces line-upa hussled order for bread and a small sip
payoff for dumb kneeswhere many vows were made and forgotten
forgive...
ON MY FLIGHT TO NEW YORK (REMEMBERING MY DEAR MOTHER) by Dr. Raymond Fenech
ON MY FLIGHT TO NEW YORK(REMEMBERING MY DEAR MOTHER)by Dr. Raymond Fenech
I don’t think I’ll ever be closer to you as I am nowAs I fly on this plane and look out into the...