Thanksgiving by Johanna Donovan The willow’s leaf-drops silver the asphalt, mingle with the star-light of fallen oak leaves. There is no bird song but Zoe’s collar tags jingle joy beside me. She’s thankful for the walk. My loves are scattered... Continue Reading →
Sunshine by Paula Tohline Calhoun Filled with warmth, sometimes Your light settles down upon me Spreading beyond the landscape And spilling over the rim of the horizon. Had I never been cold I might find your gift excessive. But I... Continue Reading →
Alleviate by Kenneth P. Gurney I awaken to a sky as dark as nightmare. My prayer for rain blots out the moon. But it is not my prayer but my verbal repetition of an echo I hear emanating from the... Continue Reading →
Arriving by John J Kazlauskas love in a small winter town the train takes me there chugging up the hill through the piled snow all around the fire I arrive at noon full of berries and small chocolates for you I... Continue Reading →
Gesture by Benjamin Norris These hands are nothing constant, forever wrapped in moments, as with old news – paper soaked deep in iodine for they’re sallow in the mornings and whiten up by noon and I can only read the... Continue Reading →
Ashton Cemetery by Michael Neal Morris In Ashton Cemetery, there are signs of a cold radiance and absorption: a toy underneath flowers blown over, a wet condom in the parking lot, a trucker catching up on sleep. The bare trees... Continue Reading →
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