Cold Moon Journal

rhubarb crumble the reason of our argument forgotten Sébastien Revon

loadshedding— fireflies buzz around the power box   Daipayan Nair

deserted classroom— a butterfly flies undisturbed Nicoletta Ignatti

travel photos no one there knows who we are Barrie Levine

spring dusk still hearing the quiet of the old folk David Kāwika Eyre

an army of leaf blowers moves in on a peaceful morning petro c. k.

on the footpath shelters for the homeless cardboard boxes Tuyet Van Do

the nurse lifts her mask for some fresh air… a sickle moon creeps into the tent crack   David He

kyiv your smoke fills the moon Jim Niffen

on the bus the hair on our legs touch Kamil Plich

moonrise... I remember the Buddha David He

A foaming tide washes over the wet sand filling in foot craters Erica Dionora

dad's hummingbird feeder now outside his hospice window John J. Dunphy

distant sirens ... blood stained carved hearts in a school desk Chen-ou Liu

nothing to think sunset Satyanarayana Chittaluri

sea-blown winds hints of bagpipe through pleated rock Douglas J. Lanzo

mother's day she smiles from the frame Choupie Moysan

waning moon we discuss the need to budget   Nika