THE SEVENTH DREAM by Byron Hoot
A Moveable Meditation
It is the kind of day best taken n
inside a truck -- heat on, wipers
against the windshield,
and the rain and leaves falling
in unison but not of equal parts –
maybe a hundred raindrops...
SOMETHING IS HIDING by Sharon Lopez Mooney
Something is Hiding
The hint
She stops mid step caught by a taught line of memoryit runs along the skin of her collar bone where hisfingers barely touched, so delicate, so sacred werehis feelings for...