Sunday morning —
the bawl of a fruit vendor
wakes
me up
Debarati Sen
*
mountain peak —
this ego
between
us
Debarati Sen
Sunday morning —
the bawl of a fruit vendor
wakes
me up
Debarati Sen
*
mountain peak —
this ego
between
us
Debarati Sen
the life
of a wanderer
brief chaos
of white dust and starlight—
surviving
by chance
Ruth Holzer
*
flocking
around my candle
All
Souls
Ruth Holzer
ghost
koi—
never running
with the crowd
Tony Williams
*
weeds
our
friendship
neglected
Tony Williams
early
August now—
the fly on the bathroom wall
has been there
all night
J.
D. Nelson
looking so peaceful
her final visit
to
the beautician
Wanda Amos
*
winter chill…
a
sudden inward breath
cuts the lifeline
Wanda Amos