BOBOLINKO IN A FOREST by Kenneth Pobo
WANDAWOOWOO AND MATH
Numbers feel like a desertI’ve never visited. I’m probably missingsome gorgeous night-blooming cacti.I doubt I’ll ever venture there. I havemovies, books, and music. In high schoolI...
VESPERS UPDATE by Don Thompson
Vespers Update
In this season, the sun setslike an afterthought, its lightalready non-luminous.
The hills mostly murkwith some leftover mauvethat’s gone flat.
But...
OLD PAINT COLORS by Sheree LaPuma
Old Paint Colors
Before he died, we shared a common history.The slow unfurling of breath, a womb, twohands, a tapestry of goodbyes in sepia. Aplacenta, grey, buried under the...
