By Mirela Brăilean

empty shell —

the truth

which I still hide

Mirela Brăilean

By Kelly Sauvage

southern heat the bristle of a gentleman’s whiskers

Kelly Sauvage

By Christopher Peys

stress fracture —

this paper spine breaks

as our favorite story unfolds
 

Christopher Peys

By Michael Morell

mudroom

remnants of the road

remnants of me


Michael Morell

By Maria Teresa Sisti

autumn moon —

silent another summer

walks away
 

Maria Teresa Sisti

By Zahra Mughis

heat island

kids next door

plant a tree

Zahra Mughis

By Claire Ninham

5 am rain

pigeons tap-dancing

on the tiles

Claire Ninham

By Stephen Toft

dancing leaves—

a misprint

in the ballet score

Stephen Toft

By Mirela Brăilean

the same story with a prince on a white horse...

Mirela Brăilean

By Michael Morell

vaccines the new arms race

Michael Morell

By Mircea Moldovan

a worm between me and the rest

Mircea Moldovan

By Claire Ninham

housebound the mountain stairs

Claire Ninham

By Kelly Sauvage

becoming . . .  vinegar on the collard greens
 

Kelly Sauvage

By Helen Ogden

mindfulness …

seeking the forest

… in the trees

Helen Ogden

By Agus Maulana Sunjaya

a murder of crows

in the bare branch

just before the dusk

answering my question

with questions

Agus Maulana Sunjaya

By Cynthia Anderson

improvising

the birds I can’t see

for the trees


Cynthia Anderson

By Tsanka Shishkova

again

in the treehouse ...

so long ago

Tsanka Shishkova

By Laughing waters

autumn sun

placing my shade

on the fresh stump

Laughing waters