Cold Moon Journal

shed skin— I am everywhere I’ve ever been Pippa Phillips *   a map  on her bridal veil    the flat earths  that lay folded in h...

late night news last slice of left-over pizza   Alvin B. Cruz *   Basho the sound of frog in his language Alvin B. Cruz * ...

a lone leaf awaiting the inevitable fall   C.X. Turner * clinging to the rain everything we can be wild roses   C.X. Turner

old sandpit a time when the rain was still a playful companion Samo Kreutz

mid-summer a dream between thunderstorms Brad Bennett *     in out of the storm milk billows in my tea   Brad Bennett

beach walking weight of the ages in rock-filled pockets Steve Bahr

post covid he returns to work coughing Tuyet Van Do

unexpected news father leans against the wall Bakhtiyar Amini

funeral march— incense fills the street Daipayan Nair * morning glory— she smiles until she doesn't Daipaya...

old family album I breathe deep — the memories Linda Ludwig

summer dream a beast eats my thoughts Mircea Moldovan

cool breeze on this autumn night I listen to the warm whispers of a love story David He * the fresh smell of newspaper... my...

lingering a trace of moon in my glass Joanna Ashwell   * tranquillity breath held in forest stars Joanna Ashwell   *   between ...

tell me how you see the world ink blot queries Jerome Berglund * doodlebugging soldier of fortune   Jerome Berglund

sundown bat flying zig-zags eating mosquitoes Stephen Jarrell Williams   * desert nomad night dancing under the moon humming ol...

by Keith Evetts

hot cup of tea has all the answers in the moonlight Rp Verlaine

silkworms in mulberry tree . . . threads for kimono Roberta Beach Jacobson