a blank page
till the stars decide to fill
the empty night
Minal Sarosh
one two . . . thirty-three
toads in the woods emerge
in the
dusk
Susan Bonk Plumridge
morning shower
the warmth of dreams
down
the drain
Anna
Maria Domburg-Sancristoforo
is
a lake
the quietest
oh lotus flower
miss you more
love
love and love
Nani Mariani