BUTTERSCOTCH Bryanna Botham
I find us in Vol 314, Issue 4 of Scientific American
Two precision experiments disagree on how long neutrons live before decaying so maybethat explains the discrepancy between views on continuing our relationship;my experiment found...
THREE POEMS by Phil Huffy
Future Perfect
I walked the old street last night,finding your front stepsnow claimed by other lovers
and saw them in shadow light,knowing that such timesare youthful, frantic moments
when the future lies distantand reminiscenceis a comfort still...
BEST FRIEND by Ellouisa Chen
Best Friend
Fey-eyed, nightgown-clad,Her hair well tousled;In her hands a bear or doll,The silhouette did not reveal.
She was my best friend,Her ears where secrets were whispered.
Her dreams, I learned;Her love, I treasured.It nectared bitter days,And...
SICAMOUS by Jasper Gle
Letters to the Editor
Should be dead on arrival.Should not reach the light of day.Should not be thought upIn the minds of the peopleWho intend to write them.
We can put a stop that. We can...
PRISCILLA, LET’S DANCE by Michael Lee Johnson
I Age
Arthritis and aging make it hard,I walk gingerly, with a cane, and walkslow, bent forward, fear threats,falls, fear denouement─I turn pages, my family albumsbecome a task.But I can still bake and shake,sugar cookies,...
DRIPPING by Noee Spiegel
Dripping
I stare right through the glassRight through it’s layers of transparence and it’s nuance of azureLips ever so plump, filled to the brim with senseless idiomsA glass so full it’s contents drip over it’s...
THE HANDMAID POEMS by Juned Subhan
The Handmaid I
for Margaret Atwood
Behind my veil, it’s the gush of flowers Inoticed first in The Wife’s domed greenhouse:deep-red tulips yawning open like
the famished, orchid mouths of children. In
her night-blue satin gown, honey-blonde curls...
AROUND THE BEND by Peter A. Witt
She’s Gone
She left me when the sun’s warmthwas just peeking through my window,when the first cardinal could hold inhis daybreak song no more, when the smellof dark roast wafted up the stairwell,invading my lonely...
REFLECTION by Dennis Herrell
Reasoning
Reasoning saysWe all have to dieYou sayIt’s a step to foreverI sayHeaven is highAnd I am earth.
Reflection
Two images remaineddistilled from some human show.
A black man hanging from an oak,body limp, head tilted left,devout crowd...
NEIGHBOURS by Erin Jamieson
Neighbours
while everyone sleepsunder milky moonlightstars coat my eyelashesbody is more than shadowshadows won’t overtakemy mind- trapped ina studio apartment withone filmy window
balcony light flickersmy neighbour must be awakemust have a mind like mineor perhaps...