Cold Moon Journal

mayfly down may day may day Tina Mowrey

overdue family gathering sweeter than pie   JL Huffman

winds of war — in front of the moon wisp of smoke Angiola Inglese

lockdown — me and my shadow Corey D. Cook

deserted cottage... those days I wasn't afraid to dream Samo Kreutz

fading with sunset line of refugees blends into next day Douglas J. Lanzo

city morning bustle a pigeon’s bright red toes Hemapriya Chellappan

pair... most often we use for shoes Kamrun Nahar

on e way out the train I didn’t take Ken Slaughter

R adetzky March — old gentleman suddenly opens his eyes Krzysztof Kokot

blue-eyed grass labels don't define me Anette Chaney

ocean breeze — the taste of salt on your lips Lafcadio

Late afternoon sun casts elongated shadows— burnt brown grass R. Gerry Fabian

month of shame without occurrence Refika Dedić

unwinding the hose summer garden Jenn Ryan-Jauregui

wishing well . . . peering into the depths of myself Barrie Levine

lullaby-- the girl singing softly to herself Lafcadio

the air in my lungs a storm Tiffany Shaw-Diaz