Cold Moon Journal

memory of St. John's torches summer solstice firefly on my palm ‪‪‪ Zdenka Mlinar

within my grasp the echo of Saturn Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

pink undershirt – laundered by a lady who likes lipstick Jerome Berglund

deserted island – tell my family I'm lost and cannot be found Lafcadio

Shuddering, brilliant in a skin of azure light: No god can stop me. Shae Krispinsky

haze on the mountain yet nothing is made easier Daniel Birnbaum

knee-deep in clouds great blue heron Paula Sears

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