autumn
evening
live
feed
from
mars
—Lev Hart
end of autumn
I doubt the movie
will get much better
—Lev Hart
skyful of stars how do i fill my emptiness
—Lev Hart
end of harvest
the gods pack up
and move on
—Lev Hart
Editor's Note: These texts are from the "lost poems" chosen by founding editor, Roberta Beach Jacobson.
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Timothy and Oana
in my mind
you shouldn't get married
loud and louder ...
we're like two vacuum cleaners
sucking at each other
—Chen-ou Liu
first cold
my son walks
in my shoes
—Carmela Marino
sunset light
traces of loneliness
on the armchair
—Carmela Marino
a cup of coffee
the warmth left
by his hands
—Carmela Marino
Update (Feb 25, 2025) New email for submissions: journalcoldmoon(at)gmail(dot)com Founding editor: Roberta Beach Jacobson Current editors: ...