PARIS PARK, OCTOBER by Laurel Benjamin
The blue moss sings a song of its ownwith a line from Toi Derricotte’s poem “I give into an old desire”
I’ve lost so much distracted by hungerfor blue...
THREE ZEN DADA POEMS by H.A. Sappho
HIDEOUS WINNERS
Stray bits of grammar peck at the skyAlgae with red snouts wins the next track meetSea foam and plastic comply with the new climate’s directivesA revised global...
BIRTHING A POEM by Emalisa Rose
Birthing a poem
Two on the high wirein exchanging of songery.
They’re rising the sky withthe voice of the ancients, inthis ritual reverie.
I SLAM RHYMES by Jamie Gibbons
I SLAM RHYMES
Cocoons hangCaterpillars crawlButterflies have wingsYet I'm floor boundI'm forced to walkJamie curves words like they're baseballsThey're coming faster than gale force nineLadies and gentlemenDistressed Butterfly presents...
MORNINGS by Alan Massey
This Man
He takes aluminum cans from the neighbor’s trash, limps off and walks his bikedown this late morning road, down to the next homewhere he hunches down into...
THE KING’S SPEECH by Bernadette Dickenson
THE KING’S SPEECH
The boat skips over the breaking wavesracing to the sighting of the waterspoutand the waving fin
whales diving deep into the sealifting their...
GOLD TREES by Carrie Magness Radna
Gold trees
Remembering you,I paint treesthat haunt my dreams—the golden light shines
No one can hold ontothe sunset forever,or recapturethe Holy Grail;
the...
THE GIFT THAT FALLS FROM THE SKY by Mikal Wix
Absinthe, the Serpent
He watched her diefrom the back pew highon absinthe and rye.
Her face was bitten twiceby a rattlesnakeheavywith length and scale.
