figuring
all my broken selves new mirror
Joe Sebastian
evil
Halloween night
only
the moon wears the face
of a marbled angel
Roberta Beach Jacobson
Home because of children
and
webless spiders.
Sunlight moves across the floor, out the door.
Dennis
Andrew
Aguinaldo
ideas dry up
acrylic witches on brooms
return
to dust
Roberta
Beach Jacobson
zombie invasion
faces pressed against the glass
black friday again
Robert Beveridge
dry skeletons
the garden needs to be cleared
for winter
Susan
Bonk Plumridge
A
tree shakes in dance
An
undercurrent of steps
And
then a silence
Until
the wind comes again
And
it shiver-shouts anew.
Michael
H. Brownstein