bottled winter
the warmth
of
maple syrup
Suraja Menon Roychowdhury
highway
robbery—
every year
less groundwater
Mark
Forrester
waking
to late-night sirens beach vacation
Mark Forrester
morning
crows
the day moon
in a dead tree
Mark Forrester
all-day-long
the weight of storm
before
storm
Meera Rehm
finally
the naked truth
winter
tree
Meera Rehm
rusty hinge
the old monarch butterfly
opens
its wings
Michael Buckingham Gray
school holidays ...
the sand
in
my shoes
Michael
Buckingham Gray
shallow
of a pink shell
seasons
within
Kavita Ratna
river view
a salmon floats
on
a cloud of oil
Kavita Ratna
magic
8-ball
I ask it how it’s
feeling today
Robert
Beveridge
sometimes no difference between monostich
and cookie fortune
Robert Beveridge
Leaving
the thrift shop
on the dirty, shuttered street,
an old
lady holds
two embroidered cushions stuffed
with a thousand
dollar notes.
Marguerite Doyle
before
we talk
I could be
anyone
Tony Williams
because
of you
I am a cell
that kept dividing
Tony Williams