By Chris Collins

we kiss - hug each day

as we travel together

through time in old age

Chris Collins

By Jake Williams

Palest blue

Only a bare twig

Greets the wind

Jake Williams

By Sreenath

just to be

free of all the burden

a bird flying

beyond the sky

into a timeless state

Sreenath

By Stephen Jarrell Williams

freshly cut grass

scent of the old ways

sickle in hand

Stephen Jarrell Williams

By Nancy Brady

sunset rain...

at the end of a rainbow

a goldfinch

Nancy Brady

By M. R. Pelletier

Ceiling fan—

   all the café’s conversations

   cut to pieces

M. R. Pelletier

 

*

Heatwave—

   there’s more talk

   of planting trees

M. R. Pelletier

By Joseph P. Wechselberger

dad’s wake

greeting people

I’ll never know

Joseph P. Wechselberger

By Tohm Bakelas

10/21/2009

steve richmond, sober,

dying alone in hospice —

no more gagaku

Tohm Bakelas

By Hassane Zemmouri

my nephew with his baby bottle

midnight cartoons

Hassane Zemmouri

By Cecil Morris

After Her Death

My new lover grief

eats chips naked in my bed

and will not leave me

even when I offer her

a summer house at the beach.

Cecil Morris

By Jovana Dragojlovic

local winds blow —

fanning the fire

through my veins

Jovana Dragojlovic