Cold Moon Journal

traffic jam he tells me he may walk Stacy Taylor thin apartment walls trying not to sleep with strangers Stacy Taylor w...

t he Mediterranean the distance between us Katherine E Winnick inner alchemy the moment I saw you Katherine E Winnick midn...

forest walk how many did it take to forge the trail Vandana Parashar   grey dawn the dream of a life beyond Vandana Para...

half-moon soon this nightly walk will require a jacket J. D. Nelson who are you trying to fool moon you’re not full J. D. Nels...

excess baggage carrying the weight of old photographs Stephanie Zepherelli city streets intersecting shadows without faces Step...

fake profile — why would anyone want to be me Susan Burch getting under peoples’ skins poli(tics Susan Burch a thunderstorm ...

a shadow of a shadow down the rabbit hole Elliot Diamond

hidden caterpillars make latticework out of leaves David Cox

bottled winter the warmth of maple syrup Suraja Menon Roychowdhury

tall yarns the storyteller speaks beyond the beyond Mike Gallagher

highway robbery— every year less groundwater Mark Forrester waking to late-night sirens beach vacation Mark Forrester morning...

all-day-long the weight of storm before storm Meera Rehm finally the naked truth winter tree Meera Rehm

rusty hinge the old monarch butterfly opens its wings Michael Buckingham Gray school holidays ... the sand in my shoes Mic...

shallow of a pink shell seasons within Kavita Ratna river view a salmon floats on a cloud of oil Kavita Ratna

magic 8-ball I ask it how it’s feeling today Robert Beveridge sometimes no difference between monostich and cookie fortune Robert Bev...

L eaving the thrift shop on the dirty, shuttered street, an old lady holds two embroidered cushions stuffed with a thousand dollar notes....

b efore we talk I could be anyone Tony Williams   because of you I am a cell that kept dividing Tony Williams

earthworms . . . gender conflicts cease to exist Bipasha Majumder (De)