CARLA M. CHERRY – 3 POEMS

As One City girl in woods. A lake. A pier. Feet submerged. She squeals. It is cold. Aching ebbs. She sighs. Yellow butterfly hovers. Sharing wing music. Baby bass swimming. Fishers. Poles over shoulders. City girl shooes them. Feet over pebbles. Clumsy dance around boulders to the warblers’ beat. Fifty feet beneath limbs, leaves, parting […]

JOHNNY HUERTA – 3 POEMS

WHEN THE SHIT GETS REAL “My ol lady left me when her ol dog died, man. It’s not the first time either… They say it’s finally going to snow in Albuquerque. That’s when shit gets real” ~ WE GOT SO CLOSE It takes so much work to hit the stratosphere. LEO or “low earth orbit” […]

Daniel Schulz – 4 POEMS

Writing It all starts on a blank page, blank like the silence that surrounds me every day. The things that no one else will say. That blank space into which I cast my line, trying to find out what the next line is again and again and again like punching against a wall of silence […]

BRADFORD MIDDLETON – 2 POEMS

WHEN THE VIRUS CAME & STOLE MY WORDS The dreaded virus came & went but It hit hard for a few days when it was Even a struggle to make it off my Couch to my damn sofa but those days Are now firmly behind me but still Something lurks as if this lethargy may […]

Robin Wyatt Dunn – Now you may have heard you’re already dead

Now you may have heard you’re already dead Let me tell you something I’ve seen a lot of dead people walking around And you’re not that bad yet Reflexes a little slow, maybe Eyes a little foggy Dumb as a post Dumb things can be good In silence Sometimes there’s wisdom I wish I could […]

Michael Lee Johnson – POETS IN THE RAIN

POETS IN THE RAIN All poets are crazy. Listen to them soak sponge in early rain medley notes sounding off. Crazy, suicidal, we know who they are: Edgar Allan Poe, Sylvia Plath, Dylan Thomas the drunk, Anne Sexton, Teasdale. This group grows a Pinocchio nose. At times I capture you here under control. I want […]

Martin Pedersen – OLD MAN NEW YEAR

Old Man New Year I’m cooking on my campstove on one of my two folding chairs next to my packed car behind the Food 4 Less gonna make me some bacon and eggs, that’s right, heat some instant coffee too, and have a good old time after a decent front seat night’s sleep, fireworks notwithstanding; […]

CLIFFORD SAUNDERS – 2 POEMS

GODDESS OF THE GOLDEN PATH She follows the magic of red bumblebee and fruit tree. In her honor I conduct lightning rods over scrolls of ancient China. Like a dance gliding over ice on a sidewalk, she’ll swing to heal my soul. She’ll be cheering for me as I emerge from pools of old ghosts […]

TIM STALEY – I REMEMBER, LANCE, THE LAST TIME I SAW YOU

I Remember, Lance, the Last Time I Saw You Step by step the snowthrough the windowof your dad’s study. With empty spaceyou shake hands.I asked if I could touch you.Who was that meant to ease? Before I left, I spoke to your momin the breakfast nook.She told me what you told hera few weeks ago, […]

RAMZI RIHANI – MIRAGE

Mirage Abandoned by hope A halo of fear sits on the throne Like the stillness of a pond. Herds gather to spell their vision Legacy of comfort vanishes in the mind of the wanderer Four, three, two, one, and the rocket launches to the land of belief. A smooth sail is on the horizon As […]

Cacti Fur

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