galaxies
within and without
a divine jigsaw
Neena Singh
the same moon
in Kabul
a different breeze
Wilda Morris
loneliness --
each one locked inside
his cell phoneKyoko Bengala
somewhere
the women gather
children's tears
Mircea Moldovan
rain patter something akin to love
Kelly Sauvage
A lizard hunts a beetle on the cupboard hinge. Squish.
Dennis Andrew Aguinaldo
zero gravity the way we play with puppetsKelly Sauvage
Crescent moon
Silver is lost in the path
Maria Cristina Pulvirenti
illuminating
my inner emptiness
refrigerator light
J.R. Gaskin
winter lake—
a song in the seams
of its surface
Pippa Phillips
agitation -- inside are oleanders and a lot of insomnia
Kyoko Bengala