the swing dangles by a single chain
lockdown fatigueLouise Hopewell
gathering clouds—
unsure if memory
still servesCynthia Anderson
playing dice
mouthful
of prediction
Radhamani Sarma
intimacy —
veils of melancholy
turn yellow
Kyoko Bengala
cold autumn
trembling in the rain
the sound of a bell
Samo Kreutz
deep woods
I go to meet
myself
Surashree Joshi
a starless night
I make my own
kind of wonder
Joanna Ashwell
a cello left
in the school gym… winter dusk
Stephen Toft
old post office —
I still haven't sent a letter
to youKrzysztof Kokot
empty shell —
the truth
which I still hide
Mirela Brăilean
southern heat the bristle of a gentleman’s whiskersKelly Sauvage
stress fracture —
this paper spine breaks
as our favorite story unfolds
Christopher Peys
mudroom
remnants of the road
remnants of me Michael Morell
autumn moon — silent another summer
walks away
Maria Teresa Sisti