Cold Moon Journal

and on the balconies snow accumulates— plastic flowers Vincenzo Adamo my actions go down in value— autumn leaves Vincenzo Adam...

hidden in the noise a humpback's song Mark Gilbert it’s winter when the last tear-shaped pear hits the ground Mark Gi...

fog rolls in the song of a saltmarsh sparrow Mark Forrester

migratory birds return to their nests after winter's chill I set off to find you once more Fatma Zohra Habis

(December) fleeting sweetness of the world baklava Ruth Holzer (November) thumb, forefinger disentangling the...

a love letter to keep forever stamps Alvin B. Cruz

o utside table... the seagull waits for crumbs Thomas Landgraf winter afternoon... the homeless woman paints a cathedral Tho...

you & I talk, don’t talk, secrets held like fire in our hands, burning to our souls, red-hot scars searing deep into our memories ...

frost prints the slow progress of a hound Joanna Ashwell

faded dried roses she was so cheerful when she was alive Marcellin Dallaire-Beaumont

out the back door in the dead of night they'll roll me quickly and quietly so no one will notice Ruth Holzer fleeting sweet...