lace jacket—
the woman
I wasn’t yet
Cynthia Anderson
quarantine
a little palm reaches out
to first raindrops
Arvinder Kaur
covid spike a swarm of mosquitoes
in my dream
Manoj Sharma
the wind but i am also a leaf
Tiffany Shaw-Diaz
on the mountain hard to take down
wind of change Nani Mariani
october dusk the wind whispers
to scarecrows Zahra Mughis
glittering sun path
between the pines
an echoed gunshotKathleen Vasek Trocmet
night walk
carrying on his shoulders
the moon of stone
Mircea Moldovan
in a formal garden
a bramble makes its home...
always the rebel
Marilyn Ward
You had the fancy
expensive Rolex watches
but we have the time.
Gerard Sarnat
staring down
a lonely road—
the cat’s diagnosis