rusty red
the colour of my heart
in
a leaf
Anna Maria Domburg-Sancristoforo
rusty red
the colour of my heart
in
a leaf
Anna Maria Domburg-Sancristoforo
I glance back
at her window light
after I leave
cold wind
strikes
my face
David He
*
a little boy
waves goodbye
to the whistling train...
Mum's tears
soak
her mask
David He
*
snowflakes
dance through the air
before a lightpost
an old monk
whispers
his prayer
David He
Cartesian
coordinates
between the horizon and I
herons
Joshua St. Claire
*
grandpa’s
pantry
all lined up
sardine cans
Joshua St. Claire
twilight
the
familiar begins
to disappear
Joseph P. Wechselberger
*
empty
mailbox
promises
not kept
Joseph
P. Wechselberger
*
sometimes
pieces don't fit
puzzles
Joseph P. Wechselberger