scattered
together with the dandelions...
thoughts leave me
one by one
out the back door
—Mircea Moldovan
hospital bed
dad always repeats
the second commandment
—Mircea Moldovan
scattered
together with the dandelions...
thoughts leave me
one by one
out the back door
—Mircea Moldovan
hospital bed
dad always repeats
the second commandment
—Mircea Moldovan
pruning saplings…
to extend her years
I would trim mine
—AJ Johnson
I fly fish
in my dead brother’s
old jeans
uncomfortable
with the fit
—AJ Johnson
a token of peace
this knit cap she made
and left with a note —
a fledgling falcon
tests her wings
—AJ Johnson
shooting a picture –
in the flooded paddies
the sky moves...
motionless herons
their legs in the clouds
—Oscar Luparia
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