WOW by Boris Kokotov
A trap
I have mixed feelings about what happened that day --following her out of curiosity,staying in her place for no reason except…
Pity. Is it the right word?
A table, a chair, a bed, a single...
POPULATION DENSITY by Gary Beck
Decay of Democracy
The political charadein divided Americabecomes tenser dailyas issues, agendas, ambitionsrasp the public well-beingtrying to survivean irresponsible President,who tells the people‘there are good peopleon each side’when nazis and radicalsfight each otherfor extremist views,instead...
BLUE FOX SEATS by Terry Brinkman
Alabaster Breast Milk
Ilk Horns Dragon-Lilies Zodiac redemptionIrish wine Brandy sniffer graceShe’ll be back in a flashLimp as a wet rag looking at her facePollenate paraphernalia paper trashAlabaster Breast Milk white gulden embraceCotton polis flourished...
NEON MARMALADE by Alex Hand
A stained glass imaginingFrom the third floor the treetops are filigree fine,emergent tendrils nod frantic nervousnessin the ethereal breath of a gossamer breeze.Lace leaves play like piano fingerscaught by ripples from whipish curlicue.
The street...
A COLUMN OF SMOKE by Sally Sandler
A Column of Smoke
ghosted west to the seaand I missed my off ramp
like most of the otherswho prayed to the fire gods
oh please, not me,and I saw from a distance
the mean residueof burnt chaparral...
A POEM FOR THE WIND by Lynn Dowless
A Poem for the wind
When the veil of darkness finally descends,and that light within us diminishes,perfect peace and contentment shall stand for eternity then,when our days on earth are finally finished.
When I stand on...
NOTICING WOMEN by Madlynn Haber
Noticing Women
I am not the woman in the front row staring with adoring eyes at the poet,her husband, on the stage behind the podium, reading from his collection.
Nor am I the woman standing behind...
MASQUERADE by Cynthia Warrington
MASQUERADE:
This Face I wear to show what the world expects to see,a carefully painted visage rendered in muscles strainedand emotions held in check.
These garments I don to match the Face with its painted smile,the...
TRAVEL ADVISORY by Mark Fleckenstein
TRAVEL ADVISORY
Some days the world is a luscious peach.Others, a cold boiled potato. The differencebetween knowing what to do and doing itis four dollars. How you get there is your business.If praying your way,...
THE CHILD I WAS by Kihyeon Lee
The Child I Was
They were like some terrible writingsWrought by a Fate’s fearful handTo dictate its warnings by lightningsNo man can decipher to comprehend,
With each stroke’s streaking effulgenceFollowed by a split second of silenceTo...