BOARDER by Daisy Bassen
BOARDERby Daisy G. Bassen
The egg is balanced on the rim of the glass bowl.It fills the space my palm is meant to hold.The energy that will become the crackingLimns the shell. The moment cracksWith...
ESPERANZA by Manuel Madera
ESPERANZAby Manuel Madera
A Follower OF Desolation
There is not muchI do when I thinkOf the birchesResting in the woods.
Once in a whileThe breeze whistlesAt the breaking dawn,Whilst I am silent.
I think very littleOf the colliding...
MIDLIFE by Timothy Robbins
MIDLIFEby Timothy Robbins
Midlife
You go to bed early. The typewriter(which stutters) is locked in the closetfor fear it will write somethingbeautiful. It does anyway, clatteringon its own in the arms of all those emptyshirts, between...
FREEDOM by Razmik Grigoryan, translated by Maro Ghukasyan
FREEDOM
by Razmik Grigoryan, translated by Maro Ghukasyan
When I understood that the start of triumph is made on defeat,I let you goon the last day ofmy lost days.The morning hadn't woken up yet,and the Sun was...
EQUINOX SWINGS by Anca Vlasopolos
EQUINOX SWINGSby Anca Vlasopolos
Equinox Swings
you’d think equinox means scales perfectly balancedour tilting world for once in harmony
yet the arc of sun over trees and water cuts itself thinnerthinner each day while moon’s arc rises ...
FOR EMILY by Joe Murphy
FOR EMILYby Joe Murphy
For Emily In Remembrance
It seems your years were set too closely together:When one toppled, all the others fell.
Shut the power off, you said. Enough. Your bodyQuickly shut down.
Your smile is now as...
SUMMER by Sarah Snyder
SUMMERby Sarah Snyder
Summer
Surrounded by low bushesand small thorny plants,
I sit, still and small beside the sharp branchesunder a porch, listen for footsteps.
This is a game. It could be sardines,hide & seek, capture the flag,...
THE CLOSED DOOR by Mukund Gnanadesikan
THE CLOSED DOORby Mukund Gnanadesikan
THE CLOSED DOOR
The closed door never opens
Unless a hand so brave
Can brave the darkness
Find the knob
And twist against
The forces of inertia
Fearful though they be
And thus the dark room
Stays inhabited
For days
Or...
SOMETHING BLUE by Heather Lee Rogers
SOMETHING BLUEby Heather Lee Rogers Nuclear Fission You see our lovewas just good chemistrythose first date cocktails ofraw pheromonesand evolutionary drive,despite your egowe are not divinejust well-dressed test tubesmixing atomsand hot moleculesso when our unit splitthat...
POST WAR BABY by Timothy Dyson
POST WAR BABYby Timothy Dyson
POST WAR BABYI never knew my birth motheryet, she gave me more than lifeOn a small velvet turntablesix babies put out for choosingThe young post-war couplescame at appointed times
From Captain...