surprising our grief the cuckoo
clock
John Pappas
*
day’s end
pouring himself four fingers
of
darkness
John Pappas
surprising our grief the cuckoo
clock
John Pappas
*
day’s end
pouring himself four fingers
of
darkness
John Pappas
trailside
daisies
my fingers itch
to pick them
Susan Lee Roberts
*
gnarled
branches
battling to be seen—
family tree
Susan
Lee Roberts
Fruit from a fruit stand.
Green mango on the windowsill
Ripens
perfectly.
Deby Cedars
I
thunder
down the dirt road
he chases dust
from the
wrong car
for one more kiss
Pris Campbell