Cold Moon Journal

birdsong Buddha can’t stop laughing Roberta Beach Jacobson

bruises the color of amethyst — he says he loves me Theresa A. Cancro

a dirt canal where the river used to run how long did you think I’d wait for you Susan Burch

family Bible the names my dad entered and those he did not Maya Daneva

the moon glows I look closely it is crying Madeleine Vinluan

inner city Fourth firecrackers then gunshots John J. Dunphy

Land of the Rising Sun yellow iris tinged by dawn Douglas J. Lanzo

women’s day she chooses to yell not whimper Priti Khullar

laughter… her imaginary friend tells his best joke Deborah Karl-Brandt

a few wisps lightly drawn over baldness   Mike Gallagher

a life — notes scrawled in handwriting you no longer understand Sarah Davies

a tree within a seed within a tree ... forest within   Amrutha Prabhu

being     my own shaman    winter light  Tim Murphy

slurring the names of my own demons Kyle Hemmings

the opposite of redemption leaves don't fall up Pippa Phillips

July curtain call ~ my Hosta Applause reblooms again and again Pat Geyer

high noon the shine on his crown Ingrid Baluchi

changing size up and down the green hills a vulture’s shadow Luke Levi